Little Fishes
I learned the finer points of operating a Weedeater today, and as I kick back covered with detritus picking pieces of biological debris out of my pockets, I feel like a job well done. I reclaimed about a twenty by thirty portion of my back yard, though reclaim might be stretching it a bit. We'll just say I got down a level to the first layer of crap that people have been throwing out there for decades. Tomorrow is another day.
The water guys also finally showed up today and they seemed optimistic about the quality of the water. We found fish. Little ones about 2 and a 1/2 inches long swimming in our little canal. Added to the little crabs I found yesterday we can at least have a diverse aquarium going on, and the water is oxygenated and relatively clean. It could also mean we have an underground lake very close by, and if we find it, we gots plenty o' water.
The downside is that if we don't find it our seepage rate was only about 2 gallons an hour at our test hole (which consisted of sticking a plastic water bottle with its bottom cut off into the side of the hill). With a larger and deeper cistern it's good enough to get off the city grid, not good enough to bottle and sell. I'm betting on the lake, why not dream?
Broke it to the old landlord this morning that we were moving out and he took it relatively well. The electricians are already at work putting in the new breaker box, and tomorrow we'll get a new front door. Tomorrow we start off at the Do It Center to buy wood and screening and hinges and the like to attempt to 'bug proof' the upstairs living quarters. I prefer my bugs on the outside, thank you very much.
The odor from the fumigation two days ago has dissipated enough to make the place livable, so we can pretty much move in as soon as I get the screens installed and the windows squared up. After that it's back to the great outdoors and hauling gigantic pieces of wood off of the back forty and see if we can make them into a bar top.
