We hoped that once the day had progressed and temperatures had risen, that our water would be flowing again (this is what happened yesterday). But when I got home and hopefully turned on the faucet, there was nothing but a small hiss of air. I took the long walk with three happy dogs and a horse down to the well and there discovered that the pipe joint had split once again and water was merrily gushing and squirting all over. A steady stream of our precious well water was running down the hillside and joining the creek.
I called Bruce on the cell phone and he told me to shut off the power to the well at the breaker box in the garage and he would be home as soon as he could. I took the long walk back to the house and did this. Now, later in the evening, he's reglued all the pipes and now we just must wait a few hours for the pipes to set. It looks like I'll be taking another "pot and kettle" bath in the kitchen, as I'm sleepy and want to go to bed.
One wonderful, totally unexpected thing that did happen on Saturday was that Mary (my friend and horse trainer) called to say that she wanted to get Corny and I riding together again. She and her husband have been so busy getting a new business going that she'd all but completely stopped working with other people's horses. She's ready to get back into it (at least a little), and Corny and I get to have her back for lessons!
|The new bridle has stainless steel, engraved buckles. Woo woo!|
Sometimes when plans don't work out, something wonderful still comes along. Happy day!