You Knew It Was Coming

Here we are again, Saturday. There’s a chance of rain but no storm warnings. Do you have any immediate plans?

You already know about the markets.

Community Ecology Institute at Freetown Farm, 9 am - 1 pm

Maple Lawn, 9 am - 1 pm

Clarksville Commons, 10 am - 2 pm

Abiding Savior Lutheran Church Youth Group is hosting a car wash and food truck fundraiser beginning at ten am.

Queen Takes Book is celebrating Bookstore Romance Day from 10 - 6.

Patuxent Jazz Band and Gotta Swing free concert and community dance event at Carroll Baldwin Hall tonight at 6:00 PM. Dancing lesson starts at 5:30.

Tonight’s movie at The Wine Bin in Old Ellicott City is “To Catch a Thief”, beginning at 8:30 PM.

The Major League Quadball Championship is again in Howard County this weekend at Troy Park. This is a ticketed event. You must purchase tickets to attend. If you are wondering why it’s not called Quidditch anymore, this piece from NPR will bring you up to date.

Check out these other resources for info on local events: Events on Facebook (Choose Local and This Week), the activity calendar at Visit Howard County, and HoCo Calendar from Guilford Gazette.

A look at Abby Zimmardi’s events piece for the Baltimore Banner reminded me that it’s Restaurant Week in Howard County. You can learn more here.

Have a wonderful Saturday! Got anything exciting planned?

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Teacher Gifts

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Columbia Chance Connection

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