A Little Morning Happiness

There has been too much news lately to take a night off, which means I’ve been hearing, increasingly, from some of you who want a few chicken pictures to interrupt the doomscrolling. So here you go.

This is the very gorgeous Red Rover, who looks like a Flemish oil painting when he poses out in the garden.

And this is Toot. She was on a mission here; she has that look in her eye.

The eggs are still free around here—if you don’t count the cost of feed, the occasional croissant, and the labor involved in getting outside at 6 am to take fresh water down to the coop when it’s frozen overnight. We are very grateful our chickens for them. And the girls are as lovely and amusing as ever. Yesterday morning, Pickles tried to get into the act before I did The Katie Phang Show.

Back to serious things: In case you missed it, last night’s piece on the Friday Night Massacre in the military is an important one and the Kash Patel piece provides some important context about the confirmation of prior FBI Directors that can be helpful in explaining why this confirmation was both wrong and a serious departure from how Directors are selected and confirmed. With so much going on, it’s hard to keep up. I appreciate those of you who choose to be here and support this work now more than ever.

We’re in this together,

Joyce