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Good info and pictures... I was thinking "Elephant's Trunk"...
I was inspired to write a poem after the storms... Here it is:
I stood and watched from afar
A majestic sky with dark storm clouds.
Something in me knew disaster wasn't far.
The past echoed in my mind the sounds
Of the old Midwestern summer storms.
I stood captivated by the beauty and wonder,
And imagined swirling winds taking form,
Hearing in the distance rolling thunder.
My senses proved to be prediction,
As my feelings were soon confirmed.
Two vortexes, seen in full motion.
Both were F-0's, but still they formed.
In the counties of Sacremento and Yolo,
This place sees not this weather often.
While some felt the storms' bellow,
I soon noticed the skies soften.
A sence of unreality swept over me.
Somehow my instincts were right.
I only wish I as there to see
The conic demons swirling with might.
