“…Water, water, everywhere,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, everywhere,
Nor any drop to drink. …”
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Ah, it’s summertime in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia. A glorious time of year!
But, the summer sun is oddly elusive this season. There has been so much rain that the normally scorched earth by mid August has stayed verdant green right up to our September Labor Day when it rained “buckets” again. And tomorrow it will pour since we are now in a so called trough. And so it will be into the next day and possibly the next.
Yes, we are continually surrounded by driving rain and enough falling water to float Noah for 40 more days and nights. And yet, there is nothing to drink in our tucked away cottage on the edge of an enchanted forest. And we must improvise since our water pump just decided to quit.
Wasn’t the Derecho Enough?
Wasn’t it bad enough we went through the Derecho storm just a few weeks ago and were without power for five days? We were waterless then too but a generator magically produced enough for survival. But wasn’t that evil storm sufficient to remind us of the perils in country living? Now here we are again hauling in buckets of that life giving fluid. It didn’t rain enough buckets today for flushing you-know-what. I suppose I am too old to actually say “toilets.” There are limits to the tawdry use of language. I do wonder why “toilet-water” is acceptable though. I am talking about real toilet-water here of course…. the kind you flush!
Anyway, this fine wet Labor Day morning I scoured our home improvement store for large portable empty containers to hold water at the ready for the above embarrassing purpose. No one in the store ever heard of large water containers.
I then stumbled around town trying to word my request in an understandable way. “Do you know where I can find large containers to hold water? Our water pump gave up and we want to bring in water from the rain or the neighbors or a pool.” Would you believe I got blank looks at this question? Is there a clearer way to word it? Eventually I was miraculously led to the camping department in Walmart, where there were exactly two 6-gallon storage containers available. Hurrah! They are now sold out. I suppose I was lucky at that since if the super store ever had any inventory of containers, they probably sold down to these two during the Derecho.
Forget Labor on Labor Day
It’s Labor Day where I live. My calls to Pump people and the local Farmer’s Cooperative ring and ring even as I yell into the receiver, “Pick Up PLEASE!” Maybe if I had sent them a Happy Labor Day card, they might have remained open? I tend to blame myself for failure – anybody’s failure.
There is one good thing to come of all this water loss in the midst of deluge, and that is, we are, at long last, getting used to surviving in the country. And we have lived here for 24 years. I actually saved a bunch of survival tips in a book since I expected a pandemic a year or so ago. If you have any questions, I will be glad to share. Here are some of my Water Tips.
You can drain your car radiator for water – if you can figure out where the radiator is.
The water in your you-know-what tank is actually clean and can be used for drinking – I think. I hope.
You can sterilize the you-know-what water or creek water with drops of bleach – I have forgotten how many drops to how much water. I think it was three drops per gallon.
You can boil creek water – I am not sure for how long or where the creek is.
You should have cans of peaches available for the liquid – why wouldn’t pears do?
There should be a gallon of water for each per person per day for drinking and cleansing.
I have a whole lot of other tips in a book I created to get ready for a pandemic that never arrived. One tip I do remember is to put a chain across your road and a sign that says “Beware – Flu Here” even if you are perfectly healthy.
I will keep you posted on the water problem at my place and whether or not we resorted to sterilizing the water in the you-know-what!
Bummer. Sorry you are in such a fix. One time when the power was out, Dad hooked up a bicycle to the pump and had the kids pedal for water!
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It is amazing that some of us take for granted the very basics like water. I do not take clean water for granted.
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It seems like this has been a summer of extreme conditions for everyone. You are getting never ending rain while we have had scorching heat all summer that made it painful to walk on our dead lawn. Mother Nature could learn to not be such an extremist don’t you think?!?! By the way, I loved your tips at the end. They made me giggle :).
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Aunt Dor, you need one of these:
http://www.steripen.com/-emergency-product
Sergio and I took one to Malaysia and we had no water borne illnesses. Came back as healthy as the day we left. It’s worth it’s weight in gold!
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Thanks Christi! I never heard of this way of purifying water. Do you suppose it really works?
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Wow – you answered my question before I even asked. Must order one ASAP! 🙂
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A pump person may actually show up today! I will tell him about your Dad’s bicycle solution. Maybe it would be cheaper to call in some of the neighbor kids. 🙂
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Thanks coastalcrone – and ow soon most of us forget. We get dependent on electricity and water and so many other things our ancestors solved with man-woman-power. I thought when we moved here and installed a wood stove, we were going back to independence. Now we are still dependent upon repair people and Walmart.
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“Extremes” is definitely the right word Cindy. I wonder what the winter will bring. Glad you giggled at my tips. I hate to admit it, but every time I pour a glass of water from my gallon jug, I’m happy for Walmart. 🙂
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Water aerobics.
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Hauling buckets could qualify! 🙂 Good news though. The “Pump People” are here working. There may be hope.
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Holy moly, when it rains, it pours for you! (pun intended) Seriously, I hope you get the pump problem fixed soon so you’re out of the fix you’re in! Way back in the old days when I was a kid, my parents owned a ‘summer home’ in the mountains/forest. No running water there. I remember the ‘joys’ of toting huge containers of water for our use there and all of that ‘fun’ just came crashing back in my memory while reading your post. I am glad you found containers finally.
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Wish you could send some troughs of rain this way. Hope you are “flush” with water soon 🙂
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We spent Labor Day hauling water and planning out strategies for washing. Today the Pump people arrived and within a few hours had us back in running water. Today is simply a gift, but during our travail, we did talk about the olden days when no one had running water or electricity. 🙂
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Yep, we are “flush” with water now and were amazed at the fast service since yesterday was Labor Day and the labor force was off duty. So all is well with the world now that we can magically touch the tap for instant gratification. Thanks for your well wishes Bella and I’m delighted you are back on the blogging trail. I loved the Telluride story. Luv, Dor
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Good old Walmart, I couldn’t live without it. I’m a few days behind on reading everyone’s blogs, I hope your pump is fixed now. 🙂
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We are “back in business” as my Dad used to say. Running water and now there are gallon jugs of the stuff all around the house – from Walmart. 🙂
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