I headed down to City Dock for a cup of coffee in the bookstore/cafe called Hard Bean. Historic taverns down the block were not yet stirring. Across the street, educators with the Chesapeake Bay Foundation were already at work on the Stanley Norman. The sunlight had broken through a dense early morning fog with enough strength to illuminate my favorite old mural in town.
Still no action at Market House. For a short time when we lived here, a couple of vendors operated inside but the place was always half empty. Every time I pass by Market House, I imagine all the activity that could center here. This place could be humming in the heart of town at the water’s edge.
Annapolis is not quiet for long, of course. It is Friday morning and residents are gearing up for spring, and soon enough summer, in this gorgeous harbor town. Enormous boats are packed in surrounding the yacht club. Traffic increases steadily as the school day begins. Annapolis is on the brink of its prime season and this place is ready for a festive weekend.
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