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So Much to Do


 

Good morning, HoCo campers!

Ahem. Maybe that’s a bit too enthusiastic. The weather predictions call for sun or partial sun with no rain and a high of 83 and I’m a bit delirious. 

Today’s activities include the expected markets in Clarksville and Maple Lawn. (Freetown Farm is taking the Saturday off.) Maple Lawn Market is introducing a Children’s Activity Tent where you can pay for childcare while you shop. You can learn more here.




The movie at the Wine Bin is The Princess Bride, 8:30 PM.



A few highlights for your consideration:

It’s Super Saturday at Howard Community College, featuring Dragon Days and New Student Orientation. Learn what’s happening at their website. 9 am - 2 pm






Brewing Good Coffee Company at Savage Mill is hosting a Queer Art Hangout: make crafts and build community, 3-6 PM.



At Turf Valley Resort: Rally for the Wreaths car show and summer concert to support Maryland Veterans’ Cemeteries, 12-4 PM.



There’s a sunflower festival at the Clarkville Sunflower Market at Mary’s Land Farm, 9 am - 5 pm.



The Howard County Conservancy is offering free tours of their historic Farm House at ten and eleven am, but you must register to attend. 




As always, check local listings for what’s happening around town this weekend:

Events on Facebook (Choose Local and This Week), the activity calendar at Visit Howard County, and HoCo Calendar from Guilford Gazette, plus the weekly roundup from the Baltimore Banner. 

Have a great Saturday whether you are out and about or home cocooning with a good book. 


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