
Now it’s just a peaceful place for anybody, who likes to rest under the willow tree.
Only the older ones still remember the day, when the water arrived.

Only the older ones still remember the day, when the water arrived.

I never thought about where our water came from; it was just there, and we could use as much as we needed on our farm. We could drink it right out of the faucet; there was enough to share it with the animals, enough to water the garden and the fields and even enough to fill up buckets in the summertime so that we could play.