The Neon Nurse's Charting

Today's highlight was Weather Spotter training. Back in the summer of 2001, an F3 tornado briefly touched down about 3/4 of a mile from our house. I actually have an mpg of it around here somewhere, stupidly filmed from our front porch (which, in my defense, is RIGHT at the head of the stairs leading to our basement). It made a big impression on Mike, so much that he became convinced that any cloud not perfectly plumply curved and white was moments away from swirling into a twister.

I thought having more info might help with that, so last April he and I attended the class for teaching volunteers how to be weather spotters for the local NOAA branch. Mike enjoyed it very much, and it DID help, so we turned up for the refresher course Tuesday night.

Although I will be content if the 2001 sighting remains a once-in-a-lifetime event.