This will be a busy weekend without a lot of down time for us. Saturday, as many of you know, is the March for Our Lives here in D.C. There are also sibling marches all over the country, from dozens across New England to all the way out in southern California and everywhere in between (and also around the world, from Mozambique to Manitoba, Canada). In other words, there is likely one near you. You can join us to call on your legislators to make it so there is not one more death in our country due to gun violence. It’s never been more possible than today, but we need your voices demanding your elected officials’ votes.

While that doesn’t start until noon, D.C. teens have decided they would like residents to come together independent of the national rally, so they’ve planned a rally starting at 9 a.m. on the other side of town. Painfully early, but I understand and it’s a good cause.

Saturday night is Earth Hour, the annual call to cut down on electricity by turning yours off, no matter where you live, from 8:30 to 9:30 p.m. Rudi and I usually spend the evening by candlelight, talking or knitting and playing the guitar (me the former; him the latter), but who knows what we’ll end up doing this year.

Sunday is the farmers market, followed by the annual get-together for our baseball season ticket holder group, where we pick the games we want to go to. A bunch of us are friends, so we might go out for food or drinks afterwards. I also want go to the library; hopefully I’ll have finished A Gentleman in Moscow by then, since it’s overdue.

And in between all that? Life. Laundry needs doing and we really need to do some cleaning. We have a couple dvds that are due back to the library that we haven’t watched yet. I’d like to check on the garden and to wind some yarn and to eat some actual vegetables. And it would be great to take some books to one of the Little Free Libraries around the area. And sleep. Which I think I’d better start doing now.

How about you? What are you doing this weekend? Marching with your kids or your grandkids?