The day before yesterday I was watering our raised beds. We shouldn’t need to water the raised beds but we do because (a) we built them late in spring (its best to build them in the fall) so they did not have an opportunity to fully absorb water; (b) because they are still not properly mulched. As I was moving through the beds the water pressure in the hose began to drop and quickly diminished. With some trepidation I went to check the problem.
First I checked that we still had electricity. Check. Then I went to make sure that the pump was not idling (struggling to pressurize) and it was. I unplugged it and plugged it back in and after some struggling it managed to pressurize. Check. Then I looked into the well and it was empty. Not check. Ouch. Big Ouch.
We thought that maybe the springs in the well had gotten clogged and needed to be cleaned. First thing, I took a bunch of empty plastic bottles and went to bring drinking water. Then Andreea called Sammy – the guy who cleaned our well last year – and asked him to come again. He came yesterday evening. We most of the remaining water on the raised beds and Sammy went down to check things out. He did a bit of cleaning up … there wasn’t much.
We overused our well. It is our only water source. It is summer. It was fine last year but last year we weren’t watering raised beds and we weren’t showering much. The showering isn’t nearly as demanding as the watering … so my assumption is that the watering drained our well.
Most people here do not water their fields. They simply can’t. Those that do dig small lakes … deep enough to penetrate the aquifer and draw water from it … they don’t do it from their house wells. Though our raised beds are a relatively small garden … watering them is simply not possible with the supply of water that we currently have. This is where the rubber meets the road … how resilient will mulched raised beds turn out to be? Time will tell.
The well is filling up again … but it isn’t reaching the level we know it to be. Painful lesson learned.