Portent and Bluster

Wind is howling outside. Dismantled the deck umbrella, but got sheared down and nearly scooped up, Poppins-like.

Just hoping I did not jinx us for tonight by scheduling the arborist to come to remove some weaker trees near the house next Monday. The gusts up against the side of the house are ominous. And I don't care for their insinuations.

I wish I'd brought the cutters in yesterday.