We just had a hellacious thunderstorm here in Baltimore–walnut-sized hail, sheets of rain, and–gulp–some cyclonic activity, including leaves falling upward, then drifitng down like so much tickertape. And now it's quiet again. God, the weather has been wacky here; La Plata had an F4 tornado a few weeks ago, so when a big thunderhead rolls through now, my fight/flight instincts keep tugging me toward my basement.

My kids ran out afterward and started scooping up the hailstones–they were still grape-sized by the time they got to them, and it's (now) 77 degrees outside. No dents in my cars, as far as I can tell (at least no new ones).

Update: It's official — a twister overflew us and touched down out east of the city. There were a few tornado touchdowns southwest of the city as well.