Tuesday, September 1, 2026

September 1 - “Hurricane Trim Time”


Well, a Tropical Storm Warning was issued for Galveston County yesterday. At least part of Galveston County. Like, the Port Bolivar part. I guess because of coastal flooding. It should miss us head on, and since it is east of us, we should be on the less-dirty side of the storm. 


Meanwhile, I dragged out the loppers and went to work on the trees in the front yard. Hurricane trim time. Even if it misses us completely, the trees still needed a haircut. Almost as badly as I do. We got both sycamores and all three oleanders. And as I was about to shut it down, I glanced up at our neighbor’s porch. Hanging precariously by a slim sliver of tree bark was a pretty substantial branch. No way it would last through a storm of any magnitude. And if it did fall, our fence would be at risk. 


I walked up on their porch to get a closer look. Sure enough, things didn’t look good to my eagle-eye hurricane trim time senses. I casually reached up and gave it the slightest little tug. Just enough to gauge what force would be needed to get it down. Boom! That’s all it took. The whole massive branch came crashing down on my head. Fortunately, it missed our fence, other than a scrape on its way down. I hauled it to the street and got it chopped into smaller lengths for the trash guys. Hope the pile is still there when they come today. Hey! I just hope they come today, period. 


We had to make a quick Walmart run. Well, not necessarily quick. We just had a grocery list to check off. And yes. Bananas topped the page. Followed closely by Freddy food. Hey. We had to get stocked up for the horrendous storm barreling down upon us, didn’t we?  


‭‭Daniel‬ ‭12‬:‭3‬ says, Those who have insight will shine like the bright expanse of the heavens, and those who lead many to righteousness, like the stars forever and ever.


Father, watch over everyone in the path of this storm. Amen.