We are particularly mindful this morning, that almost nothing mother nature does on a planetary scale, may be bent to our will -- by our now seemingly trivial. . . sciences. All we can do is predict -- and wait -- for the damage path, now (Updated Sunday morning):
. . . .June -- too soon.
July -- stand by!
August -- look out you must.
September -- remember.
October, all over. . . .
[That's an old and unattributed mariners' poem -- about hurricane season in the new world. . . .]
Let us hold a hopeful thought/prayer/meditation for Corpus Christi, this weekend -- and for all land-fall points stretching well eastward -- including (and past) the Big Easy. Be safe, one and all, we will be keeping that weather eye on the horizon, now. . . .
नमस्ते
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