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Water, Water Everywhere Ne Not A Drop To Drink – Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Alas we are in the midst of a mini drought or a long hot summer as they were once referred to. Cassius The Clay-Pit dried up despite numerous excavations including a sizable extension which, in the fullness of time will make a very pleasant pond for my various aquatic and amphibious friends… and anything else that wishes to get splashy!
Anyway, this is a video log of those struggles for clean water and they are quite real!
“Water, Water Everywhere Ne Not A Drop To Drink”, the paradox is also real!
Part II is below and a little more joyous in approach.
Cassuis The Clay Pit
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