on the Richter scale.
With the epicenter in Virgil, IL just northwest of my sleepy little river town.
At 4:00 a.m. this morning I was awoken from my slumber by the low tones of a rumbling...then my bed started shaking violently in the attic bedroom of my 1899 farmhouse.
I met my daughter Anna in the hallway, where she was looking outside - we both assumed that a gust of wind had hit us - hard.
But the winter themed decorative flag hanging from the front of the house was barely moving, which led her to ask...
"Mom, WHAT was that?"
"That, my dear, was an earthquake!"
shake shake shake