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I’m making lemonade as fast as I can squeeze em
August Gardens

Life is funny.
No, life is hilarious.
Just when you think you might get ahead, something else breaks down. Have we had a run of it lately. Our oven bit the biscuit during the lightning storm a few months ago, the computer monitor developed trendy chevron strips, and the answer to our water woes showed up.
Isn't life great? Would you like some lemonade?
We figured out why our water pressure has been so low, at the end almost dribbling out of the facet, each week seemingly slower, it was because of a massive leak in the line.
When the original line was laid in during the house build, the “builders” used whatever materials they had at hand, mostly rocks and boulders, some as large as their heads, or bigger to fill the trench back up to ground level. Now they fill the trench around the water line with sand to protect it, using a larger insulated pipe, the old one was too small. We are not the only house around here to find out that living on the side of a mountain means rocks in the head. Over time, the ground shifted, rubbing hard rocks, and sand on softer copper pipe wearing it out, in many places, hence the leaks.
I thought the giant fir trees looked happier at that end of the lawn.

August Creeping Janeny

We were aware of low water pressure when we bought the house, but we thought it was because we might be on the end of the line. We bought our house in the middle of winter, and the ground was frozen outside, so we couldn’t turn on the outside water to test it.
The pressure was so low that even if we wanted to we couldn’t sprinkle the lawn, because the water that came out of the irrigation sprinklers was inadequate. Watering the flower gardens took me ages, the water coming out of the hose would barely reach two feet from the end. I struggled to get it done in the limited time available during the water restrictions. We caved in, and bought a circulating sprinkler that proclaimed it would reach up to 30 feet… more like 30 inches is what we got. I’m not joking there.
Funny that us, the very people who won’t water their lawn in protest of the “green is greater” movement and to hopefully encourage others to save that precious resource, had sprung a leak. And what a leak it was… the water meter was spinning madly all the time even when the water was shut off, and of course it was on our side of the line.
Think big $$$’s.

August Garden-fern

All I could say was I was making lemonade as fast as I could squeeze those babies. Trying to find something, anything positive wasn’t easy.
Life is funny that way.

August gardens-grass

But you know, the guys who did it all are amazing, professional, friendly, and quick, they came in under budget. How often do you hear about that happening?
I would highly recommend them to anyone that lives in this area.
Can’t wait to water my gardens next spring, the new line should make it easier, and more efficient to water the garden, giving the mosquitoes less time to bite me.
So maybe that lemonade wasn’t so sour after all.

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