When we came back from Burns with Bob, I ran out to feed the horses and noticed a wet spot about 3 feet in diameter out in front of the wooden horse barn… I thought to myself, oh darn it's probably a leaking water pipe. After dinner I went out and looked at it again, this time two hours later it was like 12ft in diameter, drats!!! I could see where the water was bubbling up. So I placed a large rock on the bubbling up spot so I’d know where to start digging and shut the water line to the barn off. The next morning I started digging… oh man what a job, there was a foot deep of cinders and rock that had been put on top of where the waterline is. At some point they had buried a drain field pipe and covered it with rock hoping to get the water away from the barn during the spring rains.
The digging took a couple of days, but finally got it dug up… the cinders had worked their way down and worn holes in the steel water line. It actually is amazing that the water line hasn’t froze during winter… it’s barely 14” below the surface… 
I replaced the steel with PVC where it's exposed and I also put a frost free hydrant in the barn while we were at… my Dad was a plumber, I always picture him brimming from ear to ear when I shoulder into a plumbing project.







Ansel was reminiscing about the girls this morning. Martina was gone a lot and spent most of her time in Bend. Ansel enjoyed seeing the girls, Jesse and Katie most school days. Jesse and Katie, Will and Laurie’s youngest two girls used to ride their bikes down to Ansel and Martina’s and leave their bikes there to catch the school bus. They’d lean their bikes up against the yard fence. It was a good mile up a gravel road from the county to get to their house. Will and Laurie both had day jobs in town. Ansel said he might not see them in the morning, but most afternoons they'd hunt him up, if only to say Hi. He was usually around there someplace close, either in the barn or the house… If the weather was bad one way or the other, too hot, too cold, too windy or rainy… Ansel remembers distinctly that it was Katie who would come and find him and with her big round eyes look up with a gleam in her eyes and sheepish little grin and ask him, “Ansull [sic], do you think you could take us home” and Ansel would say "why sure, I think I might be able to take you home". Then he'd load up their bikes in the back of his old forest green pickup and drive them home. Sometimes they would come in for cookies or a piece of candy, he and Martina always had candy around.
