Shake, Rattle and Roll.
Two months ago most Wellingtonians probably talked about earthquakes as no big deal. We had them semi-regularly, but nothing too big or scary. Living on several major fault-lines is something we all understood to mean that one day we might have 'The Big One'. After Christchurch we knew to be prepared, but it was still a thing that we could only imagine.
Now earthquakes are something we think of with fear. A big, sharp shock one Sunday afternoon about a month ago was followed by too many after shocks to count. Nerves were frayed, emergency gear gathered, 'just in case' bags packed for just in case we needed to get out in a hurry.
Yesterday I was in the shop trying to get some work done while superstar Megan was taking care of customers. That made two of us, plus five knitters browsing, wobbling through a very big, long, rolling quake that had us all very worried. Where to go? What to do? How much damage this time?
Holding your breath through a big earthquake is one way to instantly bond with people. Megan and I found sucking in glasses of wine through aftershocks helped calm the nerves. The earth is certainly reminding us of our precarious place here. Luckily there wasn't as much damage as the last large earthquake, and the shop was again unscathed.
Our thoughts go to the people of Seddon who are feeling this much worse than we are. And my respect for Christchurch has increased a thousand fold. Constantly being on edge is awful. Take care of each other. And thank goodness we have our knitting.