California has It’s Faults~


Unknown's avatarCindy Knoke

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Lots of ’em too! This is the seismically active Laguna Salada Fault that lies about 50 miles east of The Holler. The ridge line is the uplifted side of the fault with rocks pushed up helter-skelter in a major quake millions of years ago. You are looking through the ridge line of the fault in this photo, into the rift valley below that was also created by this massive quake.

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On the other side of the fault ridge line, the mostly empty Anza Borrego desert stretches for 100’s of miles into the horizon. These faults in Southern California are split offs from the huge San Andreas fault and create some amazingly beautiful geography. Just as with people, faults make things much more interesting……

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It is estimated that this fault is capable of producing quakes between 6.5- 7.5 magnitude. It is quieter than the mighty San Andreas which is more actively…

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California has It’s Faults~


Unknown's avatarCindy Knoke

DSC02349

Lots of ’em too! This is the seismically active Laguna Salada Fault that lies about 50 miles east of The Holler. The ridge line is the uplifted side of the fault with rocks pushed up helter-skelter in a major quake millions of years ago. You are looking through the ridge line of the fault in this photo, into the rift valley below that was also created by this massive quake.

DSC02307

On the other side of the fault ridge line, the mostly empty Anza Borrego desert stretches for 100’s of miles into the horizon. These faults in Southern California are split offs from the huge San Andreas fault and create some amazingly beautiful geography. Just as with people, faults make things much more interesting……

DSC02312

It is estimated that this fault is capable of producing quakes between 6.5- 7.5 magnitude. It is quieter than the mighty San Andreas which is more actively…

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Guilty


Esther H.'s avatarHortus Closus

thinking

Painting by Zhaoming Wu

Morning:

I wake up,
I have a lonesome breakfast,
I wake up Sarit.
I run to the office, crying.

At noon,

I run back home, smiling.
To have a meal with Sarit
I run again to the office, crying

Evening:

I run to home, smiling
I have a walk with Sarit
I play with her
She goes to sleep
Again a walk
It’s time to sleep…

All those moments
far from her
Are stolen instants,
That I can never give back,
I feel guilty…
Will I see my daughter
Grow up?

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