"When I walked outside on this beautiful fall morning, I heard birds singing — even the mourning doves sounded a little less doleful. And then I heard it: neighbors laughing as they walked their dog.
Neighbors laughing. I realized I hadn’t heard that on our street in a long time. Maybe for a year — or thereabouts.
As the leaves fall here in the Virginia suburbs, hopes rise again for American democracy."
~ Diana Butler Bass
https://dianabutlerbass.substack.com/p/notes-on-the-state-of-virginia