I had a busy day, but not one which generated any photos, nor much of interest. Mostly, I took care of tasks that had built up over the past month or so – you know, life stuff.

We did watch the Oregon Shakespeare Festival’s production of King John tonight through their “Theatre on Film” program. I don’t think watching on TV did it justice; it would have been more interesting and involving in person. It’s the first time I’ve seen King John, and I think I understand why it’s one of the infrequently performed Shakespeare plays.

That was the view from our backyard this morning. I’ll admit that it’s not quite as impressive as the massive displays of color in the Hudson Valley, but it was a whole lot easier to get to.

We spent the morning running errands, finishing at our favorite grocery store, Lunardi’s. We were walking back to the car with our purchases when suddenly, my watch unexpectedly tapped me on the wrist. I raised my hand to see what was up, and saw this:

A few seconds later, both of our phones sounded the Emergency Alert and notified us that there had been a quake. We weren’t near anything that could fall on us, so we just stayed where we were for a couple of minutes before deciding that the danger had passed. We didn’t feel, hear, or see anything, though friends a mile away felt the shaking very distinctly.

Nothing was amiss when we got home, and reports indicate there was no significant damage from the quake anywhere in the area. That’s my favorite kind of earthquake!