Betting against the weatherpeople

So last night turned out fine. The only plants that are truly tender are plants that were gifts from a neighbor no longer with us: a kalanchoe and its offspring and some kind of semisucculent whose name I always forget (jointed stem, white borders on the leaves, green centers). They're no trouble to bring in. Tonight, I think, will be a different story. Just to be safe, the schefflera came in this evening. The geraniums and all the potted herbs are covered in sheets and towels. So are the potted nasturtiums and several other items. There's nothing to be done about thunbergia on the fences or about our splendid display of hyacinth beans on the t-bar clothes pole. It doesn't seem to make sense to carry in all those pots just for one night. And the nasturtiums are the old fashioned trailing kind, and they're all intermixed and some have also gone aloft. We shall see.