Pappy
Living the Dream
Having been raised in the country, on a rather steep hill, we always had a gravity fed spring house like the one in the picture. The water would come from natural springs and collect in the spring house. It was then fed to the house, also by gravity, or a few houses had water pumps in their cellars.
Every few years my Grandpa would have to drain it enough to climb down it and clean the goodies that had collected in the bottom. I would stand just outside and empty the bucket when he handed it up through the trap door. Lots of mud, leaves, bugs and sometimes a frog or two.
Grandpa said, with a smile, all these objects gave the water it's good spring flavor. I never gave it much thought and drank it for 16 years and it sure as hell tasted better than the stuff coming out of the taps today.
i remember a few summers when the springs pretty much dried up and things didn't get washed much and toilets got rather nasty too. Oh well, all part of country living. Wouldn't trade it for anything different today.
Every few years my Grandpa would have to drain it enough to climb down it and clean the goodies that had collected in the bottom. I would stand just outside and empty the bucket when he handed it up through the trap door. Lots of mud, leaves, bugs and sometimes a frog or two.
Grandpa said, with a smile, all these objects gave the water it's good spring flavor. I never gave it much thought and drank it for 16 years and it sure as hell tasted better than the stuff coming out of the taps today.
i remember a few summers when the springs pretty much dried up and things didn't get washed much and toilets got rather nasty too. Oh well, all part of country living. Wouldn't trade it for anything different today.