I had to take some photos in Stephens City, VA, today, so I called Mom. Since I’d be that close, I wanted to stop and say hi if she and Dad were going to be home. While we were chatting, she said, “What’s that noise? Our house is shaking. What’s going on?” I started to say, “Mom, I don’t feel anything,” but then my house started shaking. I live about 15 miles away from my parents. What on earth? Why was my house shaking? My first thought was a low-flying plane or, worse, an explosion. When we were kids during the Cold War, we had “duck and cover” drills in school. Yeah – like that little desk top is going to shield us from nuclear fallout or other falling debris. I guess it was better than a bunch of elementary school kids screaming and running around in a panic, though.
Apparently, we had an earthquake that measured 5.8 on the Richter scale. In Virginia??? What’s up with that? I have a friend who lived in Japan during the recent earthquake there. (Hi, Michelle!!!!) Her husband just retired from active duty, and they moved a month or so ago to the Charlottesville area. Guess what? That’s about 15 miles from the epicenter of this quake, and we have a nuclear reactor there. This was nothing like the earthquake in Japan, but she was the first person I thought about after I checked on Mike, the boys and my parents. I know it must have caused serious flashbacks for her! Fortunately, our reactor in Mineral, VA, uh – reacted just like it was supposed to. It switched over to the generator, and everything continued without a hitch.
Interestingly, I couldn’t get any information right away on the news. But facebook? Two seconds after the quake there were hundreds of posts. Let’s hear it for social media. And, also interesting, my guys had no idea what had happened. Mike saw the house he was working in moving, but thought Jon was doing something on the stairs and the house was just poorly constructed. Jon was in the basement of the same house (on a concrete floor), and Wes was working (also on a concrete floor), and none of my three guys knew what it was until I told them. Jon missed the whole thing; Wesley thought it was thunder. They were a little bummed that they missed it. Hopefully, that’s the last one they’ll ever experience. We’re not used to that natural disaster stuff here! In fact, when Michelle (from Japan) told us she was moving to Charlottesville, I told her that she’d love Virginia because we don’t have earthquakes. Oops.
This is why I wanted to go see Mom. She’s going to help me make these flowers with some residents of a nearby assisted living facility for a craft day, so I wanted to take them out to her house so she could look at them before we make them. She doesn’t like them as much as she likes hers, but I wanted to make them a little more “fall-like.” But now that I see hers again, I’m thinking maybe the daisies in fall colors would be prettier. I like these, but they’re not as “real” looking.
Ink: Cajun Craze, More Mustard, Early Espresso; Paper: Old Olive, Daffodil Delight, Early Espresso, Cajun Craze, Tangerine Tango card stock; Other: Big Shot, Fun Flowers die, tombow multi, scallop circle punch, Bojo Blossoms punch, 5/16″ jumbo brads, Old Olive satin ribbon, paper piercing tool, Simply Scored stylus (to curl the petals), crimper, sponge, Gold Glow smooch spritz, vanilla shimmer smooch spritz; floral wire, jelly jar
I crimped the card stock all different ways to really break up the fibers and soften the paper. After I die cut them, I pulled the petals apart, and used the inside, “felty” part of the card stock on top. I sponged them with ink to give them a little depth, then spritzed with Smooch Spritz® to give them some sparkle so they’d look “dew kissed.”
So – that was my eventful day. Made some flowers, ran errands with Rachel, took some photos, visited parents, survived an earthquake. Just a day in the life, I guess.
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