“Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:
Hark! now I hear them,—ding-dong, bell.”
This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #142: washbasin.
I took this in 2014 at my family’s cabin on Lake Matinenda, in Ontario, Canada. No running water. This is the outside station for washing hands and face and brushing teeth, with lake water in the upper bucket. We filter the water to drink now, but didn’t for the years and years when I was growing up.
Meanwhile, I am using two plastic washbasins at home, since before Thanksgiving. Why? The drain pipe in my 1930s house from the kitchen sink has failed where it goes into the concrete floor. A new pipe is to be installed, this Friday. Currently I can’t use the kitchen drain or the laundry, but the other sinks, shower and bathrooms go into the main drain and are fine! I do the dishes and use the main drains to dump the water. Hooray for workarounds and I will also be very glad to have my kitchen sink back.
Float… but some of my patients are not floating. They are sinking.
It has been clear and below freezing for a few days now. I have more than one patient who is not exercising or not taking care of their blood sugar or not eating adequately…. because they don’t have heat. They are staying in bed with an electric blanket or staying in one room because they have an electric heater plugged in. My house has 1930s wiring and I am told that it is a fire hazard to plug one of those heaters in.
I went home yesterday and my house felt cold. I checked the monitor: 49 degrees. I had cleaned the heat pump filters two days before and then had forgotten to restart the heat pump. It was up to 57 degrees by this morning and will be warm tonight.
Prayers and donations for the people in all our areas who do not have adequate heat….