There's something really cool and sinister and beautiful about a tumultuous sky, especially when the tornado sirens start going off playing that ominous melody.  Don't get me wrong, I respect the weather and know the damage and harm it can cause.  But it's so intriguing...guess I know why I chose to study it so many years ago, and why it still makes me want to go outside to peer up at the clouds instead of hiding in the basement where I know I should be.  Don't worry, I took this picture when the storm was still several miles away (although the sirens were going off).  Today I'm grateful for all the weather warnings that have come so far in keeping us safe in the last few decades.