2008 — More weird weather?

These have a beautifully fractal structure. As for the sky... When I was about ten years old I read that wonderful story The war of the worlds by old Herbert George Wells. My bedroom at the time had red curtains, and when I woke up on the sunny Saturday morning after my (inevitably) late night reading binge, I had the shock of my young life to discover, or so it seemed, that the Martians had begun their transformation of the local landscape.