Yesterday was a tense day because of close election races and mainstream media as usual confidently quoting fake polls -- five white guys in a diner in Iowa -- to foretell the defeat of democracy.

So I thought I'd improve the day with some leafy greens and made two spinach quiches, crustfree, one for now, one for the freezer. Fresh spinach, green bell pepper, cheddar cheese, milk, salt, pepper, nutmeg.

And I finished the fishy puzzle, which did, as I thought, have a piece missing, but it was still okay to work

And continued studying the genesis of fascism in the US, and knitting and fretting.

And watching Textiles and Tea, with a nice lady, beloved teacher interested in weave patterns who admits she could never do tapestry,  which involves image design. Honest lady who knows her limitations and does weaverly work and magazine editing within them.

Then the election results started to come in.

The noise you heard around 10pm Eastern time,  was the general exhaling and dancing and cheering as,  starting at home

 the NJ legislature held both houses blue

the Bucks County Pennsylvania fascist book-banning Moms for Liberty lost all five school board seats

 Virginia turned the legislature blue 

Beshear was returned as blue governor in red Kentucky

 and yay, thank you Ohio for securing women's reproductive rights in the constitutional amendment on the referendum.

So much for an uneventful off year!   It looks like reports of the death of democracy may have been greatly exaggerated, to quote Mark Twain, and there's enough egg to go around the faces of the mainstream media pundits and reporters who foretold it. 

We haven't done yet, but we're better off than before yesterday. Much more to do, but we're up for it. Today I'm messaging and thanking workers.

And here are the marigolds, still blooming in the house, and get all those new buds on the Christmas or maybe Thanksgiving cactus. They're clearly on the right track!

Happy day, everyone, let's build on yesterday. Not dead yet!

Election Day, and the roof came off

What with all the existential anxiety around this most stressful campaign in recent memory, this was the morning the roofers arrived to tear off my roof.  Debris raining down all morning, decorating the cherry tree

 and the patio

Heavy equipment all around us 

Next door neighbor came in to check I was okay, and we had a brief anxious convo about the election results.

I tweeted my feelings about this year's election to the Brian Lehrer show here on wnyc public radio, and as I was moseying about doing Dolliver related things I heard him read it on his radio program. Particularly moving, since I referred to my Mom, early and dedicated feminist.

So the destruction overhead seems emblematic of what's going on around here in general, but destruction precedes creation, so hope springs eternal.  In both realms.  Let's hope our country gets its renovation going.

The Dollivers are agitating for outfits reflecting the historic occasion, and they will make an appearance as part of the celebration they plan, eternal optimists, so watch this space later this evening..