Barrels of Hope

My sweetheart and I took a drive up to Horse Cave, KY yesterday morning to follow up on a lead for the first stage of our rainwater harvesting system.  I know, I know, how could I possibly be thinking about rainwater during this massive drought?  Truth be told, rain is almost the only thing I think about these days.  I watch my tomatoes cook on the vines and I think about rain.  I watch even the weeds in the yard wilting and I think about rain.  I feel how warm the water in the creek has become and I think about rain.

Extreme Water Salvage

I've written before about water independence and will surely write about it again, because I happen to feel that it is a very important topic.  It may not seem so to most, and indeed, if you feel comfortable and confident in the ability of the public water supply (and the distribution thereof which is completely dependent on a petroleum platform) then you have no need to worry about water independence.  If however, you are like me and are concerned that the petroleum industry and everything it supports are in their waning years, then you may want to spend some time pondering water filtration and rainwater harvesting.  Hence my project of the morning.

Water Independence

It is a most beautiful autumn day here in Middle Tennessee and the family is using it well.  Joe and Dominic have been making trips to the local sawmill to pick up slab wood.  This is the wood that is sawn off of the outside of a log to turn it into a long square or rectangular pole.  Once these slabs are removed it is much easier to saw the logs into usable lumber.  (It also gets the bark out of the way.)

It's Raining Again!

Oh Joy!