Sunday, July 20, 2014
Until The Well Runs Dry
Modern suburban life pulls young people away from any responsibility for the acquisition and conservation of the the staples of life. When one of those staples is not instantly available they are completely lost.
In dry weather we know what country people who do not have an artisean well all know--you do not waste a drop of water. We know that doing so causes a well to run dry. We also know that if we are patient the well replenishes itself in all but the worst of droughts.
It takes anywhere from four to 12 hours to do so.
During intense dry spells Daddy hauls in water. Sometimes it takes him six hours a day to water everyone. (This situation has only occurred for a few times over the years.)
Most of our animals are on automatic waterers. Twice this week kids have left hoses on over night and the well pumped itself out each time. The first time was on a week day so the kids did not see the result of inattention to the hoses. Yesterday morning as I pulled up to the tack shed I saw water everywhere so I knew that a hose had been left on. I quickly turned off the pump to keep the pump from burning up as the well recharged itself with water.
The reaction of the kids to seeing nothing happen when they turned the hoses on was fascinating. They could not believe their eyes. The turned the spigot yet nothing happened.
It was as if the laws of physics had ceased to exist.
How could this be? Spigot turned on, yet no water--to many it seemed that there must be a problem with the spigot. They knew that this was not how the world worked--to get water one simply need to turn a spigot--it had been that way all of their lives!
With a great sense of urgency they asked me what I was going to do about this cosmic malfunction. They thought that I should have another well put in--maybe two or three just to be sure.
It did not dawn on them that they were responsible for preserving and conserving the water, the soil, and the air. Few had ever given a second's thought that many people in today's world can never get water from turning on a spigot.
Our horse lot is a place of learning--in traditional and nontraditional ways.
Posted by Steve Edwards