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Easter Monday



In order to make up for lost school time, due to weather closures, today will be a school day in Howard County. No one is overjoyed by this, least of all people who had plans made well in advance. 

I have nothing useful to add that hasn’t been said by other people already. It may be a difficult day in some schools. It may be just fine in others. This feels like a good opportunity to remind folks that we continually ask schools to turn on a dime, pick up the slack, and just  “make it work” under more than challenging circumstances. 

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If you don’t have work or school commitments today you can always wander over to Clark’s Elioak Farm. They’re open, too.


*New* We will be open Monday, April 6th

WITH Egg Hunts • all day!

Open Hours

10AM-5PM

We will also be open every other day this week and resume our regular hours of Tuesday through Sunday 10 AM to 5 PM (5:30PM on weekends)

Come on out to enjoy our brand new baby goats!

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Speaking of egg hunts…

If you’d like to begin the week with a laugh may I recommended this lovely reminiscence from friend of the blog Marge Neal. It’s not HoCoLocal but we can call it “HoCo adjacent” - - since it takes place in Baltimore County. 

An Easter Egg Hunt for the Ages, Scribbles from the Margen

It’s a great reminder that, even with the best intentions, things do not always go the way we expect.

Have a great Monday no matter what you have planned and/or whatever life throws at you.








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