The forecast today in the header of The Washington Post read “Partly Sunny.” Mostly cloudy would have been more appropriate.
This morning, as I grabbed a cup of coffee with Bert Wilson at Bean Hollow on Main Street, Gretchen Shuey asked me how I was doing.
“Just another day in paradise,” I replied.
With our coffee in hand Bert escorted me across the street to his Main Street renovation project. Bert’s wife Suzanne, and “T” Garland are the soon to be proprietors of The Obladi, a four room inn in the building that for many years was occupied by Alda Bapiste Castaldi, the longtime HoCo seamstress who passed away in 2006. In yet an another example of how small this county is, Alda even made Suzanne’s wedding gown back in the day.
Suzanne and T are giving the old place a real once over. All the mechanical and plumbing systems have been replaced, new windows and skylights have been installed and the former brown siding has been replaced with purple siding.
“That’s actually plum, “Suzanne told me.
I asked her if the historic district commission was okay with that color. She told me that not only were they okay with it they were also great to work with. She told me that Ken Short conducted a complete forensic study of the building and determined that it dates back to 1838.
They plan to begin hosting guests on August 1st.
And yes, the name does come from that Beatles song.
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1 comments:
Well, not exactly paradise. Remember last winter's snow, and the everyday traffic and noise we deal with as we move ahead with our daily lives. Evidently, you've never lived in Hawaii.
But Maryland is not a bad place. As a native of New Jersey, I'm glad to live here, although I shudder at the initiatives now under way to make MD and HoCo more like the Jersey Shore. Like I tell my friends from high school, Maryland is like New Jersey with fewer people, and the new motto I submitted for our biggest city was:
"Baltimore: A Bit Better Than Bayonne."
So, Maryland is not the best of places, or the worst of places. There are no palm trees, but there are no hurricanes each year. There are no earthquakes, but there is not year-round sun. There is no good surfing, but you're not a five hour flight from the mainland.
In short, Maryland is not extreme in any way, which is a good thing.
It does, however, make it the bland tapioca pudding of the fifty states.
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