So there we were at 9:48 p.m. last night, already settled into bed, being lulled into sleep by the slow, steady humm of the ceiling fan, when suddenly the air conditioner kicks in. Then it made a huge BOOM and the house started to shake. Did the furnace explode? No, wait, it was only thunder, the weather predicted thunderstorms for the evening, except it's not stopping and it's like, rolling westward, underground. No thunder this...it is an earthquake!
It wasn't a big one, nothing compared to the Louisa quake of 2011, and certainly not even a blip by California standards, only 3.2 on the Richter scale. Nothing even fell off the wall; but the epicenter was only a mile or two from our home. And it was LOUD. Like someone was rolling tanks through our crawl space. Particularly startling when you are just beginning to fall asleep.
Today we waited for the rain. And waited...and waited, while Richmond and points east were hammered with hail and tornadoes. The corn is still thirsty. Can we expect locusts tomorrow?
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