Oh, it was a beautiful day–warm enough for a tank top and skirt, not a single cloud in the sky, blue everywhere. I worked from home for too long, but it was finally time to take the bike out for a ride. I headed down to the library to return one video and pick up another (yay socialism!) and then just pedaled along until I found myself headed to Fort McHenry. Why not cram in a little history while I’m at it, right? I spent about 10 minutes in the Visitor’s Center, just long enough to see the movie, which is so full of flag razzle dazzle that it demands to be seen (by me, anyway) over and over again. I didn’t have much time before they closed the place, so I just did a quick run around the star after walking down to the water to stare at boats and ships and bridges and industry. As I was leaving I overheard a guy telling his friend that these two ships are permanently parked here, but are ready for quick deployment anywhere, loaded and ready to go, and those are ramps for amphibious vehicles, and they’ve got helipads. So much hidden from view around this place, so many things that need a closer look. I rode home as fast as I could via the many helpfully marked bike routes in this town so I could choke down dinner and head back out on the bike to meet friends for some art at the library. Wow. The show was wonderful, so many artists–the folk singer, beat boxer, jazz saxophonist, fiddler, actor, experimental cellist, filmmaker, poet, drummer–it was awesome. There’s lots of good stuff in this town that deserves attention too. What a perfect, lovely day, the kind that reminds me that I still live somewhere new, and that’s a good thing.