The Dingo Ate My Baby!

By "Dingo," I mean "sinkhole," and by "Ate my baby!" I mean, destroyed a back yard in about five minutes..

Excerpts:  About 3:30 p.m. Thursday, Luis Hernandez felt the soil trembling beneath his feet.
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He heard air coming up, "Whooo, whooo, whooo," Orpha approximated the noise, as if underground air was rushing to the surface.

Luis knows because he looked at the clock on his phone – in just five minutes, a 100-foot wide sinkhole opened in the sand, gulping pots with palm trees and ligustrum hedges and catley guava.

By Friday, they'd rescued all the nursery plants from the one-acre plot, moving them to the adjoining nine acres. But the hole had swelled 20 feet wider, and at 4 p.m. Friday, the circular mouth was an estimated 140 feet across.

"This morning, there was just a little water in it," she said. But by late afternoon, water was three feet deep and rising in the center of the hole.

"We have a pond," she laughed.

This one's stopped growing--for now.  But sinkholes are serious business.  Just ask the people of Guatemala City..  Sinkhole?  More like an entrance to Hell..