Middle River from the 150 Bridge, close to the headwaters.
You see the good and the bad: Too much of the Chesapeake's coastline is being transformed into condos.
I don't know who they expect to live in, let alone afford, all these places, and most of the griping about the "Rain Tax" here in Maryland (politicalspinspeak for the runoff abatement fees assessed on those with large, impermeable surfaces in the Chesapeake watershed) seems mostly rich landowners with large parking lots griping about being billed for amelioration of the pollution they're causing.
But even in the shadow of all this development, there are little gems. Next to the development is a disused and abandoned road, obviously part of someone's homestead at one time. Its lined with the most amazing raspberries, ripe at the moment, and mad with color and flavor.
There were also some amazing and rather ancient grape vines, all caught up in old trees.
So we'll stay here a while and explore, then when we move, they'll be new roads to wander down, new restaurants and pubs to sample, new things to see, new folks to meet.
We're liking this.