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That’s a job for the Green Team

The World Biggest Crab Feast didn’t make the world’s biggest mess this year.     Some 4,500 pounds of food scraps — about one-quarter of the food waste produced by the massive feast — will turn into compost instead of hogging precious landfill space.

A sweet ending to Maryland Buy Local

You ate all your locally raised vegetables, fruits, eggs and meat every day during Maryland Buy Local Week.     Now you can have dessert.     Naturally, it’s Maryland made, from the farmer to the chef to you.     At Governor Martin O’Malley’s sixth annual Buy Local Cookout, the sweetest thing on the menu was Chef Douglas Wetzel’s Gertrude’s Charolettetown Farm Ricotta Doughnuts with Peach Caramel Sauce.

Cool Tips for Hot Weather

    How hot are you?     Sweltering, sweating, suffering and swearing. That’s Chesapeake summer in the year 2013.     How do you endure it?     As the heat index rose, we had a burning need to find answers to that question. Bay Weekly reporters posed the question to neighbors who, for one reason or another, have had to learn to beat the heat.     We met some hot people and learned some cool tricks.

What I’ll be eating this Buy Local Week

In high Maryland summer, buying local is no challenge. Rain and sun, heat and humidity make the vegetable kingdom grow like it will devour tomorrow. Fields and farm markets are fecund with foods you’ve not tasted fresh since last fall. Corn, cucumbers, cantaloupe, peaches, peppers, squash, tomatoes and watermelon are ready or ripening.     If I were doing the naming, I’d call Maryland’s sixth annual Buy Local Challenge the Buy Local Opportunity.

These doses of summer fun, taken daily, will cure even the deepest shades of summertime blues

I’m gonna raise a fuss, I’m gonna raise a holler About a workin’ all summer just to try to earn a dollar … Every time I call my baby, and try to get a date My boss says, ‘No dice son, you gotta work late’ … Sometimes I wonder what I’m a gonna do But there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues. –Eddie Cochran  

Your Fireworks Guide

Saturday June 29   The Hollywood Volunteer Fire Department kicks off the festivities. Enjoy live music and carnival rides through the afternoon. Then find a seat for the fireworks at dusk. Carnival starts at 6pm; fireworks at 9pm at Fire Department, 24801 Three Notch Rd., St. Mary’s County: 240-9257863: www.hwvfd7.com.

We spend millions ­celebrating our Independence

In a time when money is tight, we celebrate the nation’s founding with an-over-the-top party.     The American tradition of lighting fuses to make colorful explosions in the sky started on the day the founding fathers signed the Declaration of Independence: July 4, 1776.     The day before, July 3, founding father John Adams wrote to his wife, “the day will be most memorable in the history of America … It ought to be solemnized with pomp and parade, bonfires and illuminations.”

Whether you’re roughing it at a primitive camp site or pitching a tent in your own back yard, any time spent outdoors with family is the best.

Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out going to the mountains is going home; that wilderness is a necessity. –John Muir


There’s no better way to know the Chesapeake

Bay beaches are tucked away in coves throughout Chesapeake Country. With tides and waves, soft sand, salty air and cooling breezes, they’re a nature lover’s paradise.     Our beaches are sown by the Bay with fascinating finds: shells, stones, driftwood, sea-glass frosted and smoothed by years of ocean tossing and tumbling. If your beach is within the range of Calvert Cliffs, Miocene fossils make for exciting and rare treasure finds.

Our match was made, not born

“Count these records,” said Charlie after introductions.     The year was 1969. The records were five-inch vinyl-printed cardboard squares recorded by our candidate in the Northern Virginia district where I lived with my parents. The square records would be dropped off at every house to deliver his campaign message.     Hundreds were loose in each big three-foot-square box. I started counting. I was fairly nimble at age 26, but the older lady next to me was faster.