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Letter from the Editor

Local bounty is all around us, with roots in our hearts

Maryland’s Buy Local Challenge makes the typically sultry last week of July one of my favorite times of the year.     For those of us who take eating locally to heart, it’s no challenge to eat one local delicacy each day from July 20 through 28. Peaches for breakfast, tomatoes and basil for lunch, corn and crab for dinner — plus watermelon for breakfast, lunch and dinner: What’s not to like about that menu? It’s delicious, and it’s convenient.     So convenient that some of it grows steps from my door.

It’s in the nick of time for me

Bay Weekly’s Summer Reading Guide appears not coincidentally just as I’m looking for a good book to reduce the amount of newsprint I consume.     Last summer I read baseball.     In Ireland this spring, I read Maeve Binchey and a couple of very odd but charming things — The Irish RM and a volume of comic writer Spike Milligan’s World War II memoir, Adolph Hitler: My Part in His Downfall — recommended by Irish-traveling friend Barclay Walsh.

Are you prepared?

Plan a parade in Chesapeake Country, and odds are it will be rained on.     How many times did you fall back to Plan B this weekend? Did your picnic stay al fresco? Did your crab feast rush inside? Did thunderstorms cancel your day at the pool? Keep your boating dreams high and dry?     Do fish bite in the rain?     Living as we do in the age of wacky weather, we’re getting used to settling down to Plan B.     In some areas of life, I’m well prepared.

You’ll enjoy it in the moment and in the ­stories you create

We couldn’t have better weather for Celebrate Maryland Outdoors Days, a state of motivation that culminates this week in the Great American Backyard Campout on June 22.     June is showing us her best side with mild temperatures, comfortable humidity, ticklish breezes, honeyed air and cloudscapes racing across blue skies.     To do our part of the celebrating, we’ve recruited Heather Boughey to tell a campfire story.

Fatherhood is a lifelong calling

Father to four, grandfather to eight and great-grand­father to seven, retired state senator Bernie Fowler doubles as father of Patuxent River recovery.     That Chesapeake tributary rises and ends in Maryland. If we can’t clean up the Patuxent, says Fowler, what chance does the Bay stand?     So Bernie waded into the river of his youth, sending ripples that haven’t stopped yet. From his determination flow Maryland’s two most powerful calls to environmental action.

Expose yourself to the natural elements during Great Outdoors Month

What’s your sign?         Summer’s water sign, Cancer, is mine. I share it with Free Will Astrology writer Rob Breszny, who has been inspiring you these 20 years with his insights into how our birth links us in the great chain of being. I wish I’d counted the number of readers who’ve told me over the years they got into Bay Weekly because of Breszny. Even better are stories of how he’s guided readers’ lives.

Time to gather our rosebuds

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date. Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed …     –Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18

In tribute to the dead, in celebration of living

You’re used to Bay Weekly as the good news paper. So this week’s issue, commemorating Memorial Day, may startle you. In it you will confront images, names and particulars of 19 men who lost their lives in military service over the dozen years we have been fighting the War on Terror. All are Chesapeake neighbors so, whether we knew them or not, their images open the doors of our hearts.

In this week’s paper, we tell our stories

Motherhood is the ultimate sorority. It’s also the biggest. Eighty percent of American women belong; worldwide, mothers number two billion.     Like all membership societies, motherhood demands an arduous initiation rite. Passing through it is an experience no uninitiate can share and one every initiate understands.     Just on the other side are rewards beyond belief until they are yours.

And a forest is halfway to heaven

Spring is in the air, and our hands are in the earth.