This tree knew the clouds would move on.
I spent the morning repairing our water-intake system – the plastic sheeting in the creek-bed, uphill from the road, that serves as a catchment for our water, had been dislodged somehow. So I had to rearrange things. Meanwhile, I filled the cistern from the well – this is easy now that I’ve made an adapter for the hose in my greenhouse, that is sourced off the well. We’ve had not shortage of water from the sky, but if the catchment isn’t working, we still will end up with a shortage in our tank.
[daily log: walking, 2.5km]
Day: December 11, 2020
Caveat: Poem #1594 “Thursday is shopping day”
ㅁ We went to town for Thursday shopping. Our first stop was the library - had to refresh DVDs. Next was the post-office. And then, groceries. A cold wind blew. But no snow. So far. Soon.
– a nonnet.