Sunday, September 13, 2009

Parched

Kijabe has been unusually dry.  It is dusty, the few creek beds are empty, and the hillsides are brown.  
The dryness came to be a reality in our house this morning. We turned on the faucet this morning to find nothing.   Not even a few drips of water. We're not sure if the tank is empty, faulty plumbing, or something else.  Futhermore, we have not been told when to expect water in our house again.   
Fortunately up the hill at the Waring house the spigot produces water.

4 comments:

Megan said...

How different life is when you can not get the water you expect!

Laffing Dawg said...

Oh how different life is when you don't have water at your house. I will pray that this is corrected soon.

Thanks for adding the clock to your blog. I always wonder about time differences.

Have sweet dreams tonight and may you awake to water.

Stay safe and well,
Kathy in Bend

Anonymous said...

There a long article in the paper yesterday about not only the long drought in Kenya, but also the famine that has produced and the lack of response from the UN and other countries for help. I can't imagine how it would be to turn on the faucet and not have water. We are praying for the country and also for wisdom and healing for your surgery tomorrow Sara.
Love, Grammie

Anonymous said...

There a long article in the paper yesterday about not only the long drought in Kenya, but also the famine that has produced and the lack of response from the UN and other countries for help. I can't imagine how it would be to turn on the faucet and not have water. We are praying for the country and also for wisdom and healing for your surgery tomorrow Sara.
Love, Grammie