Little Twister

Last Friday after a couple emergency dashes to the basement (in the country we can't hear the sirens) and losing power, we decided to pack up the girls and check out the storm damage that had been buzzing through the grapevine/impromptu phone tree (check on grandma, check on parents, check on friends. Check).

this was our damage - my favorite apple tree!  more on that later.

our picnic park - my baby was worried but the playground equipment was saved.

i liked this shot for the storm chaser-feel of it

this was the truck we had heard was blown on its side, we got there right after they righted it

debris

this was a gentleman's RV that flew about 200 yards...

               and a tree from the hillside that the RV flew OVER

trees from the hillside

the freshly shorn hillside, wish I had a before-pic.

ignore the stellar photography.

more cavalry.

yowza.  bet we're not the only ones out of power.

note the older uprooted tree (grass around it) and the newly uprooted in the background.

our ground is SATURATED from rain, so when we get the wind...well.

debris.

our friends'

we drove by to check on her house - that is some major gunk.

her neighbors'.  they had SUCH a gorgeous yard with huge mature trees.  firewood.

on the way back I tried to catch some shots, at 70 mph, of the damage path the little twister took through the woods...

more shots of the little ridge.

the gentleman's relocated RV.  re-relocated.

damage path

So kiddies.  The moral of this tale is that we Ozarkers are constantly reminded to... 

keep our eyes on the skies.