This first one is at a church right across the street from the University of Nebraska-Omaha. Notice how it just snapped in relation to the other pines next to it.
This is at the intersection of Saddle Creek and Poppleton. These trees used to be cottonwood, and monsters at that. I'm wagering they're at least 30" in diameter and the better part of 60' tall.
This is at Memorial Park on my way into work.
Now I realize that most of you have no idea where these are taken (nor care) and there's no way you can appreciate the magnitude of the destruction and just how huge these tree were. There hasn't been a street yet I've seen that doesn't have some sort of tree debris piled on the curb. One of the drop-off sites (out of 11) for debris is Tranquility Park, a huge soccer/baseball complex in NW Omaha. There were over 7 THOUSAND trucks waiting to get in to dump debris.
Seven. Thousand.
Still around 6 thousand people without power.
I find it ironic for any severe storm that passes, beit tornado, blizzard, or hurricane. Ever noticed that after the storm has passed and people are surveying the damage that it's sunny with puffy clouds and singing birds? You almost wish it to be cloudy and gloomy for at least a day to match the moods of those affected.
Rarely is it; it's usually sunny and happy looking.
Is it a cruel joke, or a glimmer of hope?


