After the Storm

[quasigeostrophy]

One heck of a thunderstorm spent the last few hours rumbling through here, and left behind a scalloped, pink sky full of mammatocumulus clouds.







Edit: Thanks to cjsmith for jogging my meteorological memory!

Comments

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

Ooo, nice mammatocumulus (mammatus) clouds! I don't get to see those much, in the thunderstorm-challenged SF Bay Area.

[quasigeostrophy.livejournal.com]

Ah, yes. Thank you for jogging my meteorological memory. That was my first career choice out of high school. From when I was six years old until I actually started submitting applications to universities my senior year, I wanted to be a meteorologist. Not an on-air one, probably just a nameless NOAA/NWS jocky... or, knowing me, a stormchaser. ;-) That started in May of 1974 when my whole immediate family stood in our front year watching a tornado tear up a neighborhood just a few houses away, lift up and skip our house and the surrounding ones, and start working on another neighborhood to the other side.

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

Wow, so you actually have clue about weather. I'm an amateur cloud-watcher (born of my flying habit) and I like mammatocumulus because, well, they're boobie clouds. That's the extent of my savvy. :-)

[quasigeostrophy.livejournal.com]

Boobie clouds. Okay, then.

You crack me up. ;-)

In eighth grade, I made so many of my classmates nervous one day in English class. I was watching a wall cloud out the window and kept making comments like "Ooh, if that little section there got just the right gust in the right direction..."

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

Ooo, yeah. If I were a meteorologist of any stripe, I'd probably be a stormchaser too. Storms are COOL. Powerful and deserving of respect/caution, but COOL.

[anotheranon.livejournal.com]

That's very impressive! Good work!