I talked to my sister who lives in the CA desert and told her she’d better better get a skiff and keep her makeup kit packed just in case her front yard becomes a beach with a future earthquake. My sister outside of Phoenix, AZ felt the shake.
Mrs. RQSR and myself are still trying to figure out why we didn’t feel the Earthquake. We must have been outside at the time is all I can think, but most often we feel the quakes even outside.
Spent most of the day as usual up in the workshop in the barn building cabinets to store the gazillions of tons of junk accumulated in our lifetime together. Should probably trash most of it, but there is something called a lower lip that keeps me from doing it.