After this summer, I’m never again going to take water for granted. The droughts in Texas, and other places in North America and around the world, have made it very clear that water is needed above everything else for life to go on.
I took the picture above after I had finished cutting the grass in front of my house this morning. I turned the sprinkler on, which I haven’t needed to do much this summer because of all the rain we’ve been getting. As the water passed back and forth, I felt fortunate to have the wonderful old house I do, and the great family that shares it with me, and the sense to appreciate what these things mean.
But at the same time, I thought about a post I wrote a couple of weeks ago with the dried-up lake bed in Texas. If there was a way to send water down their way, I would certainly do it. I haven’t done anything to deserve all the water that we have here. It was an embarrassment of riches moment, for sure.
But that term–embarrassment of riches–isn’t ever used with something so elemental as water. There are places on earth, and even right here in the USA, that are shriveling up for want of water, and I’m running my unmetered water from one of the Great Lakes to my heart’s content. I can’t say I feel bad about it, but I do stop and think about it, at least. And I’ve never done that before.
I hope that the rains fall and all will be well in the affected places. If I could turn on a spigot and make the rains flow down, as they did from my sprinkler this morning, I would certainly do that. But for all the technological advances humanity has made, we still can’t make it rain whenever we want to.