Saturday, August 11, 2012

Yes, Well, That Would Be the Well


This old house is old- it is older than my grandmother and was probably built around when my grandmother's mother was about to enter this world or maybe just after she arrived. Yep, it's getting along in years and I am so in love that I can't stand it.
There are stories here- so many of them and so many little questions that are lurking. When exactly was it built? Who built it and why? Was there a maid that traveled up and down those back stairs and who was she? Were there many children born here? Were there many who grew up here? Did they love this house too? Did it smile at them and revel in the life that filled its walls?
I wonder these things as I walk through it and try to focus on these bigger things when smaller issue appeal. Like when we lost water one morning.


When I say "lost", I mean that we had water- and then we didn't. Suddenly, the pressure dropped and a visit to the basement showed us that the water pressure was well below 10 when it should have been more like 50. Hm.
Well, we can't be without water- that would not be good. So, we called up the sweet kind soul who is our plumber- the kind of man you want to have as a neighbor, uncle and possibly grandparent- and he came over within about 10 minutes.
We hauled the top off and looked down into the original well over 100 year old well- it was beautiful. The stones stacked on top of each other and you could easily imagine the bucket that was once lowered down it to get the fresh water below. They had put a new well inside of the old one making good use of a deep, full well and it was updated with a new pump.


One by one we checked off the possible reasons for the lack of water- low water in the well. Nope. Bad pump. Nope. Clog in the line. Nope. Finally we found the issue, a small issue with the wires in the pump that were fixed in 10 minutes and just like that we were back online and the water was running well. No pun intended.
This just brought more questions to mind: Who fetched the water? Who dug the well? Did they make tea every afternoon and hum to themselves as they hung laundry out? Did they love this house and the land it sits on?
So many questions.

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