Took advantage of the gorgeous weather yesterday with a short mid-day walk to what is possibly my favorite pandemic discovery in Baltimore, Druid Hill Park’s Zen Garden.

Living in Baltimore means a lot more heat. But worse than that, it means not having Del’s on every corner to make each walk in that heat a bit more bearable.
Feels like the most important thing Baltimore City can do is really crank on vaccinations of the ≥ 65 years old population. I can’t believe we’re only at 67.1%. More startling than the 50.2% of ≥ 18.
I was so proud when I heard that Baltimore would be producing a huge amount of COVID-19 vaccines, but this is a horrible, horrible outcome. Bad for the world, and horrific for Baltimore.
Tomorrow is our first day of Thirdly, where our team used to get together in Baltimore and celebrate the third gone by and prepare for the next one. It just is not the same now that we do it virtually. I miss my friends.
I don’t think I’ve experienced any local media as disingenuous and entangled with a particular administration as “Project Baltimore” from my local Sinclair Syndicate.
I miss having real snow now that I’m in Baltimore. The last big storm to hit here, and it was a bad one, was the year before I moved here. Even in the middle of quarantine, a big snow has a different way of shutting things down that feels special. I’d love a big one this year.
Larry Hogan’s cancellation of the Red Line is unforgiveable. It’s one of a string of decisions designed to harm Baltimore City and support the Maryland narrative that Baltimore is a drag on the state, rather than its vital core.
I have been disappointed that Baltimore seemed to be working very slowly on actually taking action on Complete Streets. But this Greater Greater Washington article on Baltimore’s new Complete Streets Manual gives me hope that the work is both good and comprehensive. Now do it!