So. Earthquake. It's been a while. BAM! The earth shifts, the walls shift, and if you're a Northridge-scarred 'fraidy cat like me, your heart skips a beat or two. I'm not sure what that 4.5-er felt like in a stick-built house but here in the trailer, movable housing after all, we were moving. The walls seemed to quiver for a second or two, a low-pitched hum of corrugated metal buried deep within the remodeled walls. Then, that post-quake silence.
Here's the info. A quick internet search says no damage in LA. Thank goodness. Here's Maisie, searching for seismic clues.