Leaky times

Lots going on around here. Spring has sprung, we’ve prepared our beds for veggies and flowers. Bird song is changing in the morning, with creepers wheezing out their little songs and the first yellow-rumped warblers calling out to each other. (Birders sometimes refer to these birds as butter-butts!).

I have a plumbing crew tearing apart one of my bathrooms because the old plumbing in this house fails from time to time and a leak has been discovered. It’s not the first and given the original materials used on this house, it won’t be the last, but we’re talking this opportunity to do a retrofit of most of the joints and water line in the plumbing stack. It’s going to cost a small fortune, but you can’t mess around with water in the house.

It’s somehow a bit indicative of the state of the world at the moment. I’m reading Vanessa Machado d’Oliviera’s book “Hospicing Modernity” and I think I’m just resonating with inevitable decline of essential systems and how every time we convince ourselves we’ve repaired something, we know it’s just delaying the inevitable.