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thanateToday's progress is less obvious from the outside, but here's the picture looking up from the basement:
Of course, what with them whacking holes in the concrete slab of ex back porch all morning, and the cat dashing about madly, I didn't initially even recognize the earthquake; it wasn't enough of a difference between the house rattling and the walls actually shaking side to side to tip off my brain that I ought to be particularly worried about this, and besides the guys next door were yelling about "the house shouldn't be moving" and so for some reason my back-brain assumed that they all had it well in hand. At any rate, it didn't shake enough to dislodge anything heavy enough to shatter, so except for the cat spending the next three hours under the bed upstairs (and while I couldn't coax him to move the five inches to sniff my fingers five minutes after the fact, I'm pretty sure by the end of the first hour or so he'd just decided that made a good place to nap) This was pretty representative of the "damage":
Of course, I sent a "by the way, we're ok" note to my family (since my parents, who live much closer in, aren't there right now) and my uncle, who's lived in the San Francisco area for decades sent back something about, "oh, neat, a 5.8! how exciting for you, [technical details]" Takes all sorts, I guess. Though I was pretty confused by all the evacuating buildings other people are talking about.
(of course, according to the USGS website, things are still moving: two aftershocks in the 2+ range an hour & two after, and a 4.2 around 8pm. So, we may all be crushed in our beds, but I'm not going to go sleep out on the mosquitoey lawn just in case.)
Anyway, I find it equally exciting that the Virginia Creeper I've been training up the fence is red, with dusty blue berries. Huzzah for native plants that are just as violently take-over-the-world as the exotic vines! (Also, I don't actually remember seeing VA creeper berries before, for some reason; possibly I wasn't paying attention?)
And the side garden is a riot of color, really. You just can't really tell so much from this picture...
Often it has a butterfly or two flapping madly on the flowers, usually half-hidden behind a leaf or stalk of something else and moving on suddenly the moment you go to push the camera button. But at least they seem happy, which is rather the point.
Xposty from dreamwidth, but yes, I'm still here.
Of course, what with them whacking holes in the concrete slab of ex back porch all morning, and the cat dashing about madly, I didn't initially even recognize the earthquake; it wasn't enough of a difference between the house rattling and the walls actually shaking side to side to tip off my brain that I ought to be particularly worried about this, and besides the guys next door were yelling about "the house shouldn't be moving" and so for some reason my back-brain assumed that they all had it well in hand. At any rate, it didn't shake enough to dislodge anything heavy enough to shatter, so except for the cat spending the next three hours under the bed upstairs (and while I couldn't coax him to move the five inches to sniff my fingers five minutes after the fact, I'm pretty sure by the end of the first hour or so he'd just decided that made a good place to nap) This was pretty representative of the "damage":
Of course, I sent a "by the way, we're ok" note to my family (since my parents, who live much closer in, aren't there right now) and my uncle, who's lived in the San Francisco area for decades sent back something about, "oh, neat, a 5.8! how exciting for you, [technical details]" Takes all sorts, I guess. Though I was pretty confused by all the evacuating buildings other people are talking about.
(of course, according to the USGS website, things are still moving: two aftershocks in the 2+ range an hour & two after, and a 4.2 around 8pm. So, we may all be crushed in our beds, but I'm not going to go sleep out on the mosquitoey lawn just in case.)
Anyway, I find it equally exciting that the Virginia Creeper I've been training up the fence is red, with dusty blue berries. Huzzah for native plants that are just as violently take-over-the-world as the exotic vines! (Also, I don't actually remember seeing VA creeper berries before, for some reason; possibly I wasn't paying attention?)
And the side garden is a riot of color, really. You just can't really tell so much from this picture...
Often it has a butterfly or two flapping madly on the flowers, usually half-hidden behind a leaf or stalk of something else and moving on suddenly the moment you go to push the camera button. But at least they seem happy, which is rather the point.
Xposty from dreamwidth, but yes, I'm still here.