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I love clouds. Always have. They’re beautiful. They provide shade. They provide life-giving rain. They provide entertainment for people who like to see pictures in the sky. They provide snow, which provides nitrogen to enrich the soil.
Sometimes clouds are scary. Thunderheads can mean a rainstorm, or a tornado. They are accompanied, often, by high winds, thunder, and lightning. It’s probably a good idea to stay near shelter when these guys come roaring through the neighborhood.
Growing up in Minnesota farm country, I had a fascination and a healthy respect for hail storms. The clouds would turn an ugly green/yellow, and you knew there was trouble.
Wizard of Oz, anyone? Those funnels are nothing to play around with. The noise really is like an old-fashioned freight train bearing down on you. The winds are immense, and if you’re smart you go find a shelter until things settle down. I just want to emphasize here that this really is what it looks like. Chilled a farmer’s heart, for sure, knowing he could lose all his crops in a matter of minutes. The colors here are not exaggerated. It’s eerie.
I remember one time when a couple of tornadoes traveling in tandem ripped through St. James lake, dividing it like Moses lifting his rod over the Red Sea. Of course, the water flowed right back as the twisters danced through, but people who saw it were pretty amazed. I remember hearing that the funnels left what looked like plowed furrows in the ground as they made their approach.
Here’s an amazing picture: A super cell storm cloud forming over Wyoming.
While my heart and soul respond to these storms with awe and excitement, I’m also keenly aware of the damage and heartbreak they can create. People die. There’s nothing exciting about that.
I think it’s just the amazing power they create that holds my attention and draws me to pictures and videos. I have a grandson who loves storms, and he lives out in the Midwestern prairies where there’s plenty of storm activity during tornado season. I get it, why he’s so interested.