I intentionally did not subject myself to that abomination they called the SOTU address.  Just scrolling through my inbox tells me what I already knew.  Later I’ll read some of the more savvy commentaries for a good laugh or existential horror.  [insert “The Scream” image.]  I have enough nightmares of my own, without contaminating my brain with degenerate crap.

Now back to natural pursuits.  I got more peripheral tasks done in the garden.  I hacked up more of the big compost pile and applied it to the new raised bed.  I straightened up the wood border around the large natives area.  I finished the white path along the side fence to the pool.  Hundreds of birds were providing surround sound.  Robins were checking out the worms.