That Last Big Weekend of Summer

Well, I have learned my lesson. Doing a Saturday activity calendar is time consuming, labor intensive, and just the kind of fiddly organizational work that drives me batty. I have made it until Labor Day but I am officially setting myself free after today.

I commend other local outlets who are doing these kinds of weekly listings. Keep these links handy:

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.

A few suggestions:

Todays the last day to see “When Sustainability Meets Creativity” at the Miller Branch Library in Ellicott City.

The upcycling artwork showcase is hosted by Clarksville Youth Care Group. More than 60 pieces of artwork are featured, all made by Howard County students from household items like magazines, shopping bags, toilet paper rolls, eggshells, glass, and more.

Sobar Maryland will be gathering at Saint John’s Episcopal Church in Ellicott City this evening to observe International Overdose Awareness Day.

Join us Saturday from 6 pm to 8:30 pm at St. John's Episcopal Church in Ellicott City for International Overdose Awareness Day. Celebrate recovery, learn about county resources, and honor those lost to overdose.

More Than Java Cafe is hosting “Wine, Words, & Wisdom: Expressions Under the Stars Open Mic Night” at their new location in Savage Mill from 7-9 PM.

For more information and to purchase tickets: Wine, Words & Wisdom.

Maple Lawn Farmers Market begins at 9 am, Clarksville Commons Market starts at 10, and Freetown Farm is closed today, taking a well-deserved rest from all of their labors.

Do you have any exciting HoCoLocal plans for today or for the rest of the Labor Day weekend? Let me know.

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