Last night we had a 4.7 hit about 16 miles away from us...close and shallow enough for us to get some REALLY good action out of it.
I
now know what it feels like to have your house BOUNCE. Three times.
While you are standing in it. The quake was close enough for us to
experience all of the subtleties of an earthquake: The sound of it
approaching--something like wind rushing through tall grass, the initial
rumbling and rolling, the sudden intensifying of the jolting that
transforms it from 'oh hey, an earthquake' to 'HEY, an earthquake!', the
undulation of walls, floors and furniture, and the Big Finish: BANG,
BANG, BANG! Ungodly noisy, it was. All of my windows clattered on that
one. And then the slow, continued rolling and shaking as it slowly
abated, over at least 30 seconds long.
Anyway, it was good
practice for us and the kid, who at first didn't notice it at all until
we called her over into the doorway. Our house now sports a few new
cracks, and a couple of the old ones have gotten bigger. Plus the phones
are down, both landline and cell. Nadine the crow did NOT like it at
all, and cawed at us like WE did it. Maggie, one of our hens who is
indoors right now recovering from an illness, ran and hid under my desk.
We
did feel two aftershocks soon afterwards, but nothing since. Turns out
the strength of the quake radiated nicely in our direction and it was a
shallow one, which also lends itself to being felt in every scrumptious
detail.
At least the incubators didn't take a dive!
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