We just got hit by a earthquake. It was supposed to be a large one, they say 5.8, which is supposed to be a big enough to shake the groceries of the shelves in supper market or the books of my shelves, crack the street, and put it a scare into people.
The news report says the center of the quake was 45 miles Southeast of us. We are getting after shocks right now.
I am relatively new to Los Angeles, I experienced quakes when I was a young adult in San Francisco but it has been a few years. When it first hit I thought "there is a bear on my porch." I spent three years in serving a church in rural Quebec, and I had bears on the porch every once and a while. Guess I embodied the experience of bears shaking my little house.
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