“For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it” Ivan Panin
I know, I know its just an ordinary old tap attached to a nondescript brick wall.
Nothing interesting here except that I’ve not had a tap on this wall or in any vicinity of my back yard now for over ten years.
So to me it looks like progress and feels an awful lot like luxury.
No more joining two hoses together and dragging them the full length of the front yard and up the side of the house and right around the back, no more running the gauntlet up and down the yard to turn the tap on and off, no more looking for hose connectors gone astray, no more sloshing water in and out of the house to fill the dog bowl and water the chooks.
In short sheer luxury.
I now have water at my finger tips two feet from the chooks and not much further to the dogs. I can now hose the garden and the pot plants and the verandah and the kids jumping on the trampoline without working up a sweat.
But its been a little while coming.
Ten years ago now we began – and I use the word very loosely – “landscaping” our back yard. The tap that happened to stand between bull dozer and access to the back yard was a casualty. The pipe was capped and the tap itself put aside for the “time being”. That time being lasted until a few weeks ago when Ken and I started installing some drainage in the side yard – another project a long time coming. Unknowing and unskilled we’ve done OK but we drew the line at putting in the tap. By some alignment of the planets and with a plumber actually willing to turn up when we wanted him to, which isn’t always a given around these parts – the long anticipated backyard tap was reinstalled in a jiffy without fuss or fanfare. Joy. After all that time so happy I could have wept – for the tap now and for the progress made.
Something banal and common place yes – but its looking kind of beautiful to me.
Whats looks like progress at your house?
What feels like luxury?
Lv Tracey xx
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