We started with a wild storm – winds that thrashed hundred year oaks and flung garbage cans with abandon.
Flags shredding, trees downing atop power lines, transformers blowing in fantastic sparks.
Waking up to glorious electricity and blue skies.
Evidence of destruction everywhere.
A long detour around aforementioned downed power lines.
Arriving at work for a semblance of normalcy.
Thirty minutes later, a terrific jolt that lifts my desk.
Silly boys, always messing with the deaf chick.
Of course. After a beatdown by a windstorm, an earthquake would be the perfect finale.
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