Yesterday morning just after seven, Chris came to wake me up and tell me that there’s no water. Not long after that, one of the town public works fellas came around and said yeah you’re right there’s a water main break just down the street we had to turn the service off. He was kind enough to return with bottled water and Christopher, ingenious man that he is, put buckets underneath the downspouts to catch rain so we can flush the toilets. Through his industry and hard work, he got our bathtub partially filled. And he made me tea with downspout water! It was so welcome.
We’ve put bags over the tops to remind ourselves that there’s no water.
Yesterday was a provincial holiday here in Nova Scotia. Work started this morning on fixing the break.
Some wonderful friends let us shower at their place last night. I’m hoping we will be able to use our own water facilities today. But looking at the water filled pit, I may be a little overly optimistic… it is amazing how dependent we all are on a supply of clean fresh water flowing from our taps.
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