This morning I turned on the faucet to put some water on my toothbrush.
Nothing but a few drops came out. Then, nothing. No water.
My thoughts immediately led to the question in my mind, which was “Where did all the water go?”
This isn’t the first time I’ve had nothing at the faucet first thing in the morning, but it’s been a long time.
It always takes me by surprise when this happens and results in a few moments of disbelief.
Especially when I haven’t had my coffee yet.
So I took a quick look around outside to see if I left the hose on or whether the auto-waterer on the animal’s bucket overflowed.
Nothing obvious turned up.
What it turned out to be was the downstairs toilet. It didn’t stop running the last time someone flushed.
Yay for quick fixes!
When someone in the city has water running all night, they get a whopper utility bill.
When someone on spring water leaves the water running all night, they run out of water.
At least this time, by making sure the toilet wasn’t trying to refill, our water shortage would soon mend itself.
It can take as long as 24 hours for the water storage tank up the hill to completely fill. Within a few hours we were able to at least flush toilets again.
This is one of the *big adjustments*. It’s such a big change of thinking that it is more accurately called a paradigm change.
When we moved from an urban environment to the very rural Ozarks, we had to make quite a few changes in our awareness. Staying conscious of our limited water resource is probably the biggest of the adjustments we had to make.
Out here, it’s really important to know when we can afford to “waste” water. Our spring has greater flow at certain times and lower flow at others. So during times of low flow we are careful to wash clothes only as needed, wash dishes only as needed, and be more conservative in all water usage.
Predator and Prey, or the hunter and the hunted is a common theme throughout my fiction writing. No Qualms, one of my short stories (free at most retailers) is about about a predator/prey relationship. Symbiosis, my first finished novel, not published yet, deals with predator/prey relationships and the balance of energy among life on earth, sometimes symbolic and often outright. Many of my flash fiction stories (I have twitterfiction and 100-word flash stories) are also dealing with this same dynamic. This is a strong theme that runs through most of my fiction and is strongly influenced by life in the wild Ozarks where we live. My first published novel, First Hunt, also has a predator and prey theme to it. I guess it's just part of my nature.
Wild Ozark is 160 acres of beautiful wild Ozark mountains. I call what I do "nature farming" because the land produces, all by itself, the shagbark hickory trees, ferns, moss, ground-fall botanicals, and the perfect habitats for growing and stewarding American ginseng. I'm co-creating with Nature - all of the things I use to make the Fairy Gardens and Forest Folk, the bark we harvest for Burnt Kettle's shagbark hickory syrup, are produced by nature without my input. This land is my muse for inspiration when it comes to my writing, drawing, and photography. It's truly a Nature Farm.
About the voice behind this blog, Madison Woods
I'm a creative old soul living way off the beaten path with my husband in the wild Ozark Mountains. Besides homesteading, growing plants & making crafty things and newsletters, I write books and stories. My rural fantasy fiction, written under the pen name, Ima Erthwitch, usually takes place in a much altered Ozarks.