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Letter from the Editor

They’ve had plenty of fun upsetting our order of things

Halloween is known for ghosts and spirits, but it’s this time of year I expect poltergeists smashing onto the scene to upset the order of things. Washers spin like whirling dervishes, cups and spoons and cartons of cream go missing, auto windows and windshield wipers stick motionless.     Naturally, that’s the time we chose for Bay Weekly to move our office.

If you’re eating fresh, it’s composting to the rescue

How does your garden grow?         Ours is behaving like it’s on steroids this prodigal summer so eager to outdo the season of Barbara Kingsolver’s eponymous book. We’re picking daily, for our greens — arugula, cabbage, lettuces, mustard and Swiss chard, some from very late plantings last year — are a forest and bolt for the sky when we turn our backs.

Time to Look Back and Ahead

We’re on the verge of big things.          Memorial Day weekend opens not only summer but also our hearts.     Our national habit of making holidays of our holy days gives us fun, on the one hand, and I’m a fan of fun.     But Memorial Day does an honor we must not forget.

Sorting out our stuff takes many more days

The move in Bay Weekly’s future is an 800-pound gorilla making a big mess in the here and now.     1629 Forest Drive is still our office, and will be until Tuesday, May 29. We’re doing business here, and putting out the paper as we’ve done every week for 19 years. At the same time, we’re letting go, demolishing the space we’ve worked in since December, 2007.

And you hit the jackpot

Imagining a question that works like a Rorschach test is the secret of success for stories like this week’s feature, Mothers at Work. You know you’ve got it when you and your test subjects spill out answers the way Maryland gamblers are hoping slot machines spit out quarters.     We hit the jackpot this time.     Here’s how it happened.

We’re happiest when we’re following a scent

Writing for newspapers is one of the best jobs in the world.     If routine, long hours and butt in the chair, fingers on the keyboard — who wouldn’t rather be out fishing, or boating or gardening? — lull me into forgetting how lucky I am, I don’t forget for long. Every week proves that truth anew, and this week has stepped to the head of the proof class.

Annapolis’ new chicken ordinance is part of a bigger trend

The census of creatures in our neighborhoods is adding new categories.     Annapolitan chickens are the latest, as this week Mayor Josh Cohen signed an ordinance welcoming small flocks of hens, but no roosters, on a three-year trial.

Hundreds have helped us keep Bay Weekly in your hands these 958 issues

Nine-hundred fifty-eight issues in 19 years would be heavy lifting, were it not for all the people who’ve carried part of the load of Bay Weekly since our birth as New Bay Times on Earth Day, April 22, 1993.

There’s more to April than National Anxiety Month

I could tell you that the General Assembly, which adjourned this week, managed to spin straw into gold and everybody’s happy.     But you wouldn’t believe me, because you know that even in fairy tales there’s a heavy price levied on too much cleverness.     Truth is that nobody’s very happy with the results. In this Assembly, one diner’s meat has been another’s poison.

April is Potomac Watershed Litter ­Enforcement Month

The results of my Fairhaven neighbors’ trudgery lined the roads: piles of tires, rusted bed springs and auto parts, heavy old televisions and fat black sacks stuffed with litter. Anne Arundel County hauled the loot away, and our roads and fields were blessedly clean — for about 24 hours.