I’m having a quiet afternoon, much quieter than the one we had here in the lower part of the North Island, New Zealand yesterday. About this time yesterday we were hit by a magnitude 6.2 eathquake, that really rocked our socks off.
Not knowing what was going to happen and needing to share my shaking with someone other than my husband, I wrote about it at this link – I’m not sure if we were having an after shock or whether it was just me shaking.
http://www.bubblews.com/news/2098096-breaking-news-huge-earthquake-in-new-zealand
Fortunately we weren’t close to the centre, and judging by news coming in during the day some places had even more damage than we did here. The local paper shows pictures of chimney damage to the house next door to the one I grew up in the 1950s.
Our cat Smooch wasn’t too impressed with the noisy shake, he bolted like lightning out the window once the shaking stopped.
http://www.bubblews.com/news/2100363-smooch-the-cat-didn039t-like-the-earthquake
I managed to find something to laugh about after the earthquake stopped though. My cup of coffee had emptied itself, leaving me with the need to clean up before making another.
http://www.bubblews.com/news/2105146-i-do-hope-the-librarian-will-understand
Today the afternoon is quiet. I’m thankful for that. Do you have earthquakes in your part of the world?
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