I’m visiting my brother and his family in Oklahoma this week. They tried to make a northwesterner feel welcome by having a swarm of earthquakes. It started Friday night with some 3.0-4.7 size jiggles. However, last night was the grandaddy. A 5.6 magnitude quake shook the motel so much it popped the door lock.
This is the biggest earthquake ever recorded in Oklahoma. Luckily we are pretty far south of the center, but it was strong enough for me. It was followed by some tremors during the night. Oklahoma averages about 50 earthquakes a year, but in the last year had 1,047 of them! That’s some serious movement. Click here for a story about it.
Today I’m making my brother one of his favorites – spare ribs, sauerkraut, and mashed potatoes. Tomorrow I return to Seattle.
Bye!
Travels With Picasso 
Dear Paul – Reminds me of the poem by Jane Hirshfield:
Building and Earthquake
How easy it is for a dream to construct
both building and earthquake.
Also the nine flights of wood stairs in the dark,
and the trembling horse, its hard breathing
loud in the sudden after silence and starlight.
This time the dream allows the building to stand.
Something it takes the dreamer a long time to notice,
who thought that fear ws the meaning
when being able to feel the fear was the meaning.
– Jane Hirshfield
Cheers, ace
Uff-da, Paul. A whole lot of shaken’ goin’ on. Shake, rattle and roll. Ain’t it fun, though?
Paul, glad you are ok. I hear that these things are a harbinger of things to come. Matthew 24