Hidden birds

The mornings lately, especially today, have been super foggy. I walked outside into a dewy scene where the only colors were zinnias and roses...the rest of the world was grey. But it was loud! When he was little, son D. called the huge flocks of starlings "bird carnivals" and the name stuck. So I think that's what we had this morning - a hidden bird carnival.

Made it through the debate tonight, the whole thing, watching with the kids. D. was pacing and advising Biden from afar. I. was excited that a few of Biden's comments referenced debate topics she's had to research (like UNCLOS). Nice wrap-up, Joe.