More water.

Although this time not coming from the sky... no...... the horse tromped all over the yard where the new water line was dug in (why wouldn't he? it's the soft patch?) and broke the T-joint that was put in for the water to his drinking spot. Water was bubbling up from the ground, and judging by the wetness of the entire field, it's been going for a while. And it's not fixed.

The Great Lakes of North Texas

Looking at this blog, you'd think it always rains here. Nothing is less true, I just don't blog that often.

Lately, we've been lucky that it hasn't been below freezing. Or unlucky. Depends on how you look at it. Masses of open water could be a nice source of income a la IJsvermaak, but somehow I don't think it would be as successful over here. Anyway, Lucky we are.

We're on a hill. A decent one too, so I discovered during my warm-up run the other day. Uphill does warm you up, so it's all good and I can almost sit down without aid again. So, a hill. Contrary to popular belief, water does not seem to run down this particular hill. The hill is also made of clay soil. So when I got here 10 days ago, there were a few "puddles" because it had been raining for a bit. This weekend, we finally dried out. Yesterday, it rained. All day.

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