Water Hauler, School Bus Driver, Bridge Builder, Summertime Facilitator.
He's been oh-so patient these past fourteen years, what with all the dogs and
all. He got so used to the dogs that he brought his along for visits when he
delivered to us.
The Holy Water Receptical
A deceptively innocent looking plastic 1500 gallon tank. It not only
holds water but also this dog lover who has climbed inside to clean it
each time it's been empty for the past 14.8 years.
A couple of years ago, I got stuck inside the tank.
I was flipped out when Mr. Bagshaw arrived three hours later.
It got really scary after the first hour passed--even writing about it now
makes my heart race. This weeks's visit from Mr. Bagshaw is most likely the
last time I anticipate having to drop down inside since I and my dogs are moving.
I made sure I had my phone with me, just in case and sure enough I had a hard
time getting out. In fact, the next day I had horizontal bruises from getting hung up
on the rim of the opening. I started getting really anxious but instead of trying,
trying, trying over and over again, and thereby wearing myself out quickly--
--and getting that jittery fatigue when your adrenaline is maxed and your
muscles feel like jelly--I waited. I told myself I was going to be okay.
I stood still on the five gallon mud bucket and deepened my breathing.
Then, on the fifth try, I jumped up and swung out of the 1 1/2 ft diameter
tank opening, treating it like an apparatus rather than an impediment.
I've been doing this for over 14 years.
I'm really ready to have running water.
Isn't the water pretty and clean?
On super hot days I want to climb inside and float,
like a sensory deprivation chamber--but with the "sensory".
This water remains cool, unlike my galvanized 6ft diameter stock pool
(shown below), which by days end in hot weather is hot.
My variation of "the cement pond"
I pour a bucket of water over me (as I stand beside my tomato plants),
soap up, shampoo out and rinse with another couple of buckets.
This was 3/4 full and once it gets down to an inch of water, I lift up the
tank and pour that bit on the wildflowers. I reuse all my water for my
garden, although this year I'm letting it grow wild, my plants all volunteers.