There are many things I don’t like about commuting to the farm — using gas, spending an hour in the car each day, not being there for sunrise, always managing to forget something that I needed that day, etc. One of the nice things about being a commuter, however, is that every once in a while I get a pleasant surprise when I get to the farm. Yesterday, as I approached Stone’s Throw Farm on County Rd 102, I was greeted by the beautiful red well drilling equipment of Kent’s Well Drilling.
Even better, when I got out of the van, Bob Kent came right over to tell me that they had just finished drilling the well, that it was only 90 feet deep, and that they were estimating 25 gallons of water per minute, which should be plenty for irrigating, supplying drinks for my precious pigs, and household use.
Since it didn’t take very long to drill the well, the crew had time to install the pump, pressure tank, and hydrant, and trench the electric over from the hoophouse right away. All I need to do is get a breaker installed and we’ve got water.
As a bonus, we got about 2 tenths of rain last night.
Um, don’t you think you need a nice windmill? :>
There is definitely some kind of validation with a well, I would say.
Good to hear you talking about your pigs. Are you going to put up some kind of summer shanty to camp in at the farm during the height of growing season?
Diane
Hi, Diane. We actually DO have a windmill. It came with the greenhouse. It’s about 5 feet tall, has one bent leg and no blades, but Elden thinks he will do something fabulous with it.
I’ll definitely be doing some camping, though since I work a morning shift at a group home, I’d still have to come into Duluth every day. Not ideal.
Aha! A windmill. Elden threatened to disown me if I ever got one of those 8 ft. fake windmills in my backyard. Actually, I long for a real windmill with a tank like my uncle Dale used to have on the farm. :>
So yes! A windmill. Right on!
Diane