Six months ago it was necessary to move the pump’s suction hose to the very middle of the dam in order to extract the last of its water.
That was January. In April, when only half an inch of rain fell, the dam was completely dry and I walked out to the middle to retrieve the hose and pump and bring them to higher ground just in case it ever rained again and filled the dam.
I wasn’t all that hopeful, to be honest.
But in May heavy rains saturated the land.
In June heavy rains continued and, with the land no longer able to “hold on” to the water, the water finally flowed freely into the dam.
Yesterday, I took the above photo that shows the newly filled dam. For the first time in over ten years, a stream is flowing into and out of the dam. Almost brings tears to my eyes.
The squishy sound my footsteps make when I walk on the land is a delightful sound.