This blog has a new look! I'm experimenting. My name is Kathie and I'm an avid blogger and photographer.
Melbourne is shaking!
At around 8.56pm tonight Graham and I felt a strong shudder go through the house. We’re used to our cats and possums racing across the roof after bounding from a tree at the front but we realised it was much stronger than that. I thought there must have been a chopper (helicopter) really low and then as I walked through the kitchen, with the floor shaking under my feet I thought it was the washing machine or dryer shaking and must have been unbalanced. But no, it was a tremor.
You can see the report at the USGS site. It measured 4.7.
I checked Twitter which is much faster than the news these days and already messages were popping up from people east, west, south and north of the city reporting the same. 15 mins later there was finally a short message on the Herald Sun to say that Melbourne had experienced a quake with more news to come later.
I can’t say I’ve ever felt one before and it lasted several seconds and was quite strong – things were shaking in the office my hubby told me.
Yea, Kathie, I know the feeling!
I live in the San Francisco Bay Area and have experienced many a quake in my time. Of course, we had a big one in ’89–close to a 7 on the Richter Scale. It’s an amazing feeling, almost surreal.
I hope nothing fell and broke. Out here, we have some kind of adhesive (like gum) and you stick it under your breakables so they won’t fall off during a quake. Weird, huh?!
First, I love the header on this blog…did you take the picture? I know you’re quite the photographer and wonder…will have to check other posts and see if you mention it.
Funny you should be posting about an earthquake…I just did a couple of posts on the blog connected to my name above in NJ in the US, they are fairly rare here, and are happening in the town where my husband works. Small ones, but definitely noticeable:-)
Claudia
Oh Kathie, how scary! I remember my mother and father talking about an earthquake in California in the middle of the night. They struggled to get dressed and get me and my brother out of bed and into the middle of street. I was an infant, so I don’t remember it. Shortly after my father moved us to Oklahoma and then later to Texas.
Thank you for a great blog!
Thanks everyone for your comments, and yes, Claudia, I took the photo – it’s referenced at the About section on top right of my blog.