We had the quietest Sunday in a very long time.

We slept late, ate breakfast, made a brief stop at the farmer’s market, brought some vegetables, dropped off the laundry we wash every week for the Food Co-Op, visited some friends, came home, blogged, read, and tonight we’re going to watch “Mrs. Brown,” the Judy Dench movie about the Queen and her friend.

There was so much bad news for so long; it was nice to see some good news. Democracy has been saved for now; Donald Trump will once again give the Democrats the gift of his candidacy, and the Democrats are delighted.

Just think of how many people he’ll manage to offend over the next couple of years and how many indictments are awaiting him.

The Ukrainians amaze me with their courage and determination. Freedom is a powerful motivation if you are in danger of losing it. Were we?

And finally, some sun.

Come and see.

I posted this photograph yesterday, but I liked it so much that I posted it again. The views were similar.

And then there was Fetterman, a victory for a natural person, not a pre-fabricated and sleazy one. Kindness and compassion live longer; maybe they are creeping back for good.

I did manage to get some autumn photographs; November is finally showing itself here, wind, rain, and cold.

The last leaves are falling off the trees; a few beautiful ones are left.

Every afternoon, I bring the Imperious hens some mealworms. I think they are starting to like me, if not love me. They have molted, and their fathers are bright and ready for winter.