I hope by the time you read this we will have been blessed with a little rain. It is very dry here in our part of the county. Only the weeds are growing in the garden and in the yard. Linda threw out a handful of cress seed in the area where I had dug the potatoes. We had one little shower after she sowed the seed, and most of them came up. After that, I put out a few more, but we have had no rain since, and I don’t see where one has come up. It is dry and dusty in the garden.
I probably should have put a little water on parts of the garden, but old habits die hard. We have been conserving water for about the last month. If we were living in the house where I grew up, the well would have gone dry a month or two ago. Hauling water for most of the month of August was what we had to do.
Dad knew what he has getting into when he moved to the larger house in Pullentown with mom and his own mother and the first five of their ten children. So much so that when he sold the little house up on the hill to Wade and Alice Pullen, he put in the deed that he would have access to the water in the 18-foot, hand-dug well. I remember vividly the trips up the steep hill in Dad’s 1949 Special Deluxe Plymouth, with the big cream cans in the trunk.
I don’t think we abused our access to that good water. We only used it for drinking and cooking. Our wash water came from a spring on the side of the road, below where the old Aileen plant is now. Friends, they say you never miss the water until the well goes dry. I can affirm that statement, and if you have had your well go dry, you will know exactly what I’m talking about.
Before I forget it, I need to pass along a thank you. Bill Welch, who is president and major domo of our fire department here in Flint Hill asked me to put a note in my next column to thank all the volunteers who came out to help with the department’s boot drive over the Labor Day weekend, and, most especially, all the folks who stopped and made a donation to our fire department. I hope everyone in our community and in all the communities across the county appreciates what our volunteers in the fire and rescue services do for us. We are so thankful to have them. Let’s remember to let them know that.
Finally, I have to end on a sad note. Some of you will remember Linda’s aunt, Virginia Krebs. She was Julian Welch’s sister, and the family affectionately called her Sis. Sis passed away last week. For years, she and her late husband, Vic Krebs, had made their home in Fauquier County, near Bealeton. Let us remember to keep all those in her circle of love in our thoughts and prayers. Let us pray that the Lord will hold them close while they grieve. And let us pray that He will send us a little rain before much longer.
Stay well, and hold close the good memories.