Water: Good news . . . .Bad news
The water came back on, over night, in the shed. That is the good news. The shed is flooded! Bad news.
My waterline in the shed froze last week somewhere below the floor level. This in spite of the tracing cable I installed and the light bulb in the insulated cabinet where it enters the building. Last fall I even piled some old hay on the ground on the other side of the wall. I never used to get this problem when I piled snquare baled hay there.
I have worked on it on and off all week. I installed a second 100 watt bulb right at the floor level. I went and bought a Vidal Sassoon hair dryer to work on it. (My house mate, June tried to take over this farm tool to dry her hair. Some days, I have to put my foot down and retain control of my stuff!!!!)
I had pretty well given up on getting the water back and I began to face the prospect of hauling water all Winter.This morning when I turned the tap on in the kitchen and the water pressure was not as good as it should be , I suspected something was amuck! (You see I have had this experience many times before over the years)
The flood was not too bad . I turned the cows and sows loose for a while so I can practice the "zen of manure shoveling". It was time anyway. I was just waiting for the warm weather this weekend. (above freezing) I should be in good shape for a nap the afternoon!
Yesterday was a lovely sunny day. I guess the cows got tired of waiting for some water. They showed up at the front door. I watered them good and they went back to the hay.
This is what the road in front of my house looks like. It is plowed wide and gets little traffic. Two miles up this road it enters the bush. Thirty miles on the unplowed bush road and you reach Baie Jeanne, the most southern bay of Lake Temagami. Anyone for an ice fishing trek.
Actually, Denis and I are planning on taking Dave and Denis' Grandfather, the two octagenarians ice fishing next week. We will rent a ice hut on Lake Nipissing, to which we can drive, so the old timers won't have to walk far to catch some fish. I get to go as they need a designated sober driver to get back.
When Parker was young we played on the road. Street hockey or me pulling him on a tobaggan behind my old farmall tractor. Those were good days.
I might get a dogsled harnass for Gage and he can pull me along the road on skis. Mush you husky!