Earthquake Damage

We certainly felt the La Habra earthquake last Friday night at 9:09. Here in our house we felt a jolt, a brief pause and then shaking for maybe 5 seconds (it felt longer). Nothing was disturbed in the house, or so I thought, until a few days later I saw this sad scene in the music room. Poor Mozart had fallen off of his stool, and his music stand was on the floor. I can't say I am used to earthquakes. They still make my heart flutter.

Earthquake in the Wee Hours

We will not be getting phone calls from friends and relatives in other parts of the world on these little quakes we had this morning. At 4:45 we were awakened by a 3.8 temblor that apparently was in LaVerne, just four miles from Claremont and 3 miles north of Pomona. (I wonder why they don't just say where it IS, rather than what is is close to. LaVerne is really a place, guys.) Twenty minutes later we felt another one, probably the one that was 3.7. 

Of course, I went to Facebook first when I woke up (because KVCR did not report any quakes), and people had already posted about it, so I knew that it had been close. It was a short, jarring shake. Then I turned on the local tv news, and there was a brief mention, but even the LA newsroom said that they had not felt it, so apparently it was not worth mentioning.

Oh, yeah, no damage, so not really a story. But it does serve as a reminder to us all about the nature of where we live!

A Little Shaking

Last night at book club, we felt an earthquake. I heard a low rumble and felt a little shaking. We all looked at each other and asked, "Is this an earthquake?" Indeed it was. We were pretty far from the 4.7 epicenter, about 50 miles, so it only served as a reminder about the active geology of our area.

Quakin' and Shakin'

Here's an image of various seismograph recordings during this morning's 5.4 earthquake centered in Chino Hills (here in the Inland Empire). I was sitting at my desk, reading email when I thought the gardeners next door were making some horrific noise. But things started shaking so that I knew it was an earthquake. It was a big enough jolt to give me a fright and make me run to the doorway. The shaking lasted about 15-20 seconds, but seemed much longer. Hal tried to call me to see if the house was still standing, but he couldn't get through, so he came home for lunch early.