A Perfect Dozen: Local Love

I cannot remember if this is a true story. I think it is. I’m rather on hazy on where I saw it. It’s about an advert for Valentines which reads:

“You Are My One and Only Love” beautiful Valentine cards. Set of 12, $4.95.

Hmm.

In the spirit of spreading one’s love around, here are one dozen things I love about Columbia/HoCo:

Hanging out at the Lakefront on a warm Spring day
Going to the library. Any branch, though I do love East Columbia most of all
Having a picnic by the playground at Lake Elkhorn in Owen Brown
Main Street, Old Ellicott City. Noodling around.
The Brighton Dam Azalea Garden when everything’s in bloom
Neighborhood Christmas lights
Concerts at the Chrysalis, Merriweather Park at Symphony Woods
The new playground, “Laura’s Place” at Blandair Park
Finding a favorite spot to watch July 4th fireworks
Summer Farmer’s Markets
The Oakland Mills Fall Festival
The pedestrian/bicycle bridge over Route 29 linking Oakland Mills to Downtown

And, a bonus: the first meal I had at the Food Court at The Mall in Columbia with my now-husband. The fortune cookie read:

Look no further, happiness is seated next to you.

Have a great day, and feel free to add some of your own local love in the comments.

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