Cracks are appearing in roads near me. A Civil Defense employee came to my house to warn me about ash and toxic gas. Hawaii Volcano Observatory sent me the following message:
“As deflation continues, strong earthquakes in the area around Kilauea Volcano’s summit are expected to continue and may become more frequent. The shallow depths of these earthquakes make them more damaging in the immediate vicinity of the epicenter, and individuals need to take precautions to minimize damage from the shaking, including the removal of unstable items from walls and shelves.”
I live about six miles from the summit. Some of the recent earthquakes were centered almost directly underneath my property. And when they say more frequent earthquakes, more frequent than what? More than two hundred a day???? Geez Louise.
I have cleared shelves and walls; my home looks very different all of a sudden, and I am looking differently at it. I seem to be moving out of the “it’s happening to them” stage.
I briefly consider unsubscribing to Civil Defense and Hawaii Volcano Observatory text and email alerts, because every time I hear the ding of an incoming message my body goes YIKES. I think that maybe I should quit the internet all together for a while, to relax a bit, make another hat or two, but then I would lose the ability to vent (vent, ha) my feelings in these posts . . .
The air was strong with the smell of sulphur today, and my throat is quite sore. The air purifier I ordered is on its way; I’ll be staying indoors and keeping rolled up rugs against gaps to the outside. The chemicals in the air adversely affect this 5’8″ human body, but they are having no affect on the tiny *#@&*$# invasive coqui frogs whose insanely loud screeching croaks are like nails on chalkboard to me. What the? I had fantasized that the “quieting” of the coqui might be a positive outcome of this situation, but no. They are like the cockroaches of nuclear blasts.
Sorry. These are first world problems, I know. I also know that the folks downslope have it ten thousand times worse than I do. But writing this blog is helping at least one person on this planet: me.