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May 18, 2009
Whipped
There was an Earthquake at 8:40pm last night, centered approximately 25 miles from my house. This is the fifth quake I've felt according to my record keeping. This quake was unquestionably the most intense one I've experienced, feeling like we (and by we I mean everyone inside plus the house itself) were picked up and shook like a dog. There was a loud rumbling that sounded like a truck or a train, with my ghettofied Earthquake chimes heralding like it was THE END. And stuff fell off of our shelves for the first time.
Boy was I embarrassed to find that it was only 5.0 in magnitude. Sorta makes me feel about this big.
Maya was nonplussed. Looking at us quizzically while we stood in the swaying doorway.
She's no worse for wear, plotting her next batch of naughtiness.
During the course of my thesis writing I haven't had much time to dedicate to complicated knitting or designing. So I've been working on hand spun, hand knit stockinette scarves.
This is my second in the series.
Next up is another using some Funky (almost put a bad word there, must have been all that shaking) Carolina hand spun wool.
Perfect knitting for when your brain turns to liquefied jello.
Posted by Michelle at May 18, 2009 12:58 PM
Comments
You know, I think you're allowed to be freaked over a 5.0. (looking at the look on Maya's face, I'd say she could get up to being a 5.0 when she wants to)
Nice yarns- are you just loving the wheel?
Posted by: mindy at May 18, 2009 02:14 PM