Hot Summer afternoon , Sweetgrass Hills shimmering in the distance. Uncle is on the tractor weeding a field a few quarters away . Me , target shooting out on the home quarter for awhile . The empty farm house , barn , quonset and graineries with a few old sheds were all investigated , just slow decay and old shadows. The last shed has the well and old pump , the old belt driven kind with a crank arm . I plug it in , the belt half slips , catches and the crank does its thing. After a while the water gets lifted 80ft , cool artesian water , it's hard and gives you kidney stones if you drink it for enough years but I'm young and thirsty , kidney stones are far away . The old cup on a nail gets filled and i drink from it twice , it's good - the kind of water you don't forget .
