In Tornado Alley, a low-precipitation supercell stuns with its beauty and power

CORDELL, Okla. — Last Saturday afternoon, the air here smelled sweet and fresh. A mother ship supercell — a kind of rotating thunderstorm — loomed to my west. Raindrops began to fall that looked like confetti or beads of fire, illuminated by the searing sun’s dying rays. Want to know how your actio...

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