Well, well, well ....

It's been a busy week at This Land, and I now have a new appreciation for the job of well drilling. Thanks to Mark and Phil, who spent the entire week drilling, pumping and capping, the well is in, all 180 feet of it.

"Lucy, you got some 'splainin' to do!" Okay, it just looks like Lucille Ball at the laundromat--this was part of the flushing process, apparently involving suds of some kind. It looks a lot like the snow the guys brought with them on Monday from Elko.

Several of the neighbors came to call, both the four-legged kind:

and the people kind. James stopped by on Thursday and introduced himself, then on Friday we had visits from Curt (who helped deliver Tex--thanks Curt!), Harold, Dianne and Robert. It's good to know we have friendly, helpful folks around us. We really aren't in the Middle of Nowhere. (We know almost as many neighbors here already as we knew in our city neighborhood.)

While the Well Guys were hard at work, so were we, hauling dirt around to fill potholes in the driveway, cleaning up the site of the first building project, where the old shack stood, collecting trash (and a few more relics of the past) and rocks for that first building. Rosa the Chewdle got to explore her new bit of desert, although she has to watch out for coyotes, hawks and Edgar the Raven, all of whom would find her a tasty snack.