Of Earthquakes and Hurricanes, Part 1

It's been a unsettled week for Mother Nature.

First, there was The Earthquake. (I think this is an actual seismograph from DC....  It's hard to tell, because this came from a conspiracy theorist's website speculating that the quake was an underground nuclear detonation, not a quake. Either way.)

Okay, not so large in Philly. 

I felt a couple of rollers that went for maybe 10 seconds.

Just long enough that I could worry about unreinforced masonry construction. (Actually a picture from the 1990 Iranian earthquake.)

Terisa talked herself and several friends out of believing it.

At least it made us review our emergency plans.
(Can you believe this book is still for sale?  I know, huh?)

Then Sister Irene planned a visit.  We're a little bummed, because Ellen and Wade had invited us out to spend today with them at Cape May: kiboshed by the mandatory evacuation.

 
As of 4:30 pm  Eastern Blogging Time, (EBT) all we've gotten is a lot of hype, and a bit of a drizzle.

But it's not supposed to get big here until tomorrow morning. 
We're prepared, though.  We braved panic buyers to get ice cream to go with the brownies.

Church has been canceled for tomorrow, which is a bit of a reprieve for us; we were scheduled to speak.

So in the next few hours, we'll see what this hurricane thing is all about.  Could be wild, but that's the definition of adventure.  And we'll either have a good time, or a good story.

Watch for Part 2!