Seriously. I took a shower in the barn yard last night with the chickens.
It was a little cold, but not too terrible. There’s not a river here, and the creeks are too shallow. With no public water running in the house, the well water at the barn was my only option. I wore my swim suit. I was scared somebody might stop by! And the barn yard is visible from the driveway, and even, if distantly, from the road.
But one does what one must do! (Ross escaped back to Norfolk, and Morgan went to a friend’s house.)
Meanwhile, supposedly, according to the water company, the water will be back on sometime today. I hope so. I’m afraid I’m scaring the chickens!