Thought I'd take a shower this morning;
been known to happen. Alas, the pipes
are frozen. I'm truly not complaining,
just explaining. When this cabin was built
120 years ago, there was no running water
inside. We have an old-fashioned pump
just outside the door and a shallow well
just beyond. And because the well is shallow,
the water is non-potable, but serves for all
other purposes. I believe the water was
brought indoors in 1950 when a tiny
bathroom was added onto the cabin. I
continue to find this adventure of living
in a 120 year old cabin interesting, exciting,
dismaying, amazing and just about any
other adjective you could come up with.
Move over, Daniel Boone!
longing for water
bathing beauty i am not
yearning for spring
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