Wednesday, 6 July 2011
We were sitting peacefully watching the last few episodes of the last season of Little House on the Prairie when it sounded like a huge wind hit the house and then it shook. And shook. And shook some more. For about 40 seconds Not violently. Just enough for us to pause the DVD and go "wow....feel that!". Melbourne is not known for having earthquakes so it's quite exciting when they happen. This was only a baby at about 4 on the Richter scale. I'm sure the ones I felt as a kid in PNG were stronger....and often longer. We got another tiny one after dinner as well. It always sounds like a truck is barrelling through the house, which of course there never is. Thankfully.
In the afternoon the excitement was mine alone and the kids were left pondering again if their mother has a few screws loose. I peered out the laundry window with all the wind and rain that was flying about and saw the poor little lemon tree out there in it all. What do you know, that thing is full of little yellow orbs just waiting for us to find things to do with them. Miss Sunshine wanted to run right out and pick them all. Firstly it was pelting with rain so no one was going out there. And secondly I had to explain that you only pick as you need, otherwise the lemons go off sitting on the bench or in the fridge.