On Being Melancholy

Hey-ho as the blogger in Wales says.  Or as Kurt Vonnegut used to write, and so it goes.  I'm fairly melancholy about the state of the nation (I know, what else is new).  However, after watching  National Security Advisor Robert O'Brien say he had no knowledge of the Russians' election interference this morning, it's become perfectly clear that this issue will not see the light of day until after the election. Additionally, I remain incensed about the president's complete and total lack of respect towards former acting DNI Admiral Joseph Maguire.  For someone who professes to love the military, we're not seeing much of that.  Huff Post had a good article with video clips of George Stephanopoulos questioning O'Brien if you missed it.

There has been hiking, and there was a mediocre sunset.  These are teddy bear cholla, they look so nice, but are so hard to remove from one's skin.

Sunset yesterday, after a day of rain.

We spent today on stage one of taking out two bougainvilleas.  The amount of debris they create has out weighed how pretty they are.  Each winter they drop almost all of their leaves which are difficult to remove from the yard.  They go everywhere.  After a lot of thought and debating the subject we decided to take them out.  They look horrible all winter, and we were getting tired of the looking dead and the debris removal.  So this guy has gone across the rainbow bridge for plants.  So has the one off to the right.  I'm really hoping we don't regret this, I still feel kind of bad about it. 

We're keeping the one next to the driveway.  He's equally messy, but it's easier to use the blower to move the dead leaves and blossoms into the street and down into the wash.  Other than this paltry offering, I have zippity-doo-dah all on offer.