Water, Water Everywhere!
Water, water, everywhere,
Nor any drop to drink.
– from The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Well, actually, that’s not quite true. The problem was the water was in the wrong place!
I was all excited because today is much warmer than it’s been in a while, and I figured I could use the hose hooked to the faucet by the wellhouse, and fill up all the water buckets. Sure beats carrying water in frigid weather!
Unfortunately, when I got to the wellhouse, I was stepping in big puddles of water, and there was water gushing out of the drainage holes in the bottom layer of bricks.
Well, this isn’t the first time this has happened so I knew what to do. . . go in the house, find the circuit breaker for the pump, and flip it off. The Cave Geek did that for me, and helped me scoot back the roof on the wellhouse to peek inside. I couldn’t really tell much, but obviously one of the pipes froze up and cracked during the really cold weather, and when it warmed up and thawed today… water, water, everywhere, but not where one could drink!
At this point, I was really bummed on several counts.
- The Farmer is going to have to fix the pipes, AGAIN.
- Why didn’t the little heater keep it warm enough?
- And now I’m going to have to carry water to fill buckets!
I figured with all the buckets and no more than I can carry at one time, it would take about 18-20 trips to fill them all.
Well, you know that old saying… necessity is the mother of invention! I figured since I was going to have to use county water anyway (house has county water, not from the well… I don’t know why it was done that way…) — Anyway, since I couldn’t get any water from the well and going to use the county water, I decided I might as well hook up a hose to the faucet on the back porch and string a lot of hoses together to reach the buckets.
Cause it seemed to me easier to string a bunch of hoses than to carry lots and LOTS of buckets of water. So that’s what I did.
So on the bright side, the buckets are all filled up with water again.
On the not-so-bright side, the plumbing must be fixed on the well. Again.
That’s life on the farm in the winter!