Turkey Tracks: July 11, 2014
Flower Pots and Arsenic in Well Water
I have well water.
I love it. The taste is terrific.
But, the arsenic levels have always been borderline in our regular tests–and so I decided it was time to get it out.
I say borderline as the water is right at the edge of the state mandates. BUT, those mandates are probably too high, and we know now that very small quantities of chemicals can have a big impact. Also, the state levels are–and again this is an ongoing problem in this country–a political decision, not a scientific one. Lower the mandate, and a lot of people would have to filter their water, which means lots of $$$$ and lost votes and charges of “big brother.”
The new system went in yesterday. Good heavens!! Look at this!!!
I could have chosen to get out “most” of the arsenic, but decided if I were going to do it, I’d get it all. Getting it all required two separate filtering systems–one for each kind of arsenic. (There are two different kinds of arsenic and each must be treated differently.)
Haskell’s Water Treatment, Inc., were recommended by Mark’s Appliance as “they will do what you need and will not try to sell you what you don’t need.” That’s a pretty good recommendation from people who would know.
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The flower pots I planted are so pretty these days.
Take a look–see also the Annabelle hydrangeas, which are just turning white now.
Annabelles die back totally into the dirt each winter, and it always amazes me that they come back from seemingly nothing to put on such a show.
Here’s the pot that sits on the wall that is, now, rotten and will be replaced in the next few weeks–with materials that will take our winter better.
On the front porch, the Lantana in the pot on the right is gearing up. I really like the pink-tinged ivy in the big pot too. The raspberries in the background are just starting to produce fruit.
Here’s a view down the front porch. It’s so pretty.
The day lilies are awesome this year. (Thank you Tom Jackson Landscape.)
Hope’s Edge, my CSA, is in full swing. Last week was the first strawberry week. Here’s Farmer Tom laughing as I sample one of the strawberries I picked.
There were enough strawberries left this week to get one more quart. These are tiny and so incredibly sweet. The smell and taste like some exotic perfume.
When I think that so few people any more will get to taste strawberries like these, I want to cry. You have to know an organic farmer or grow your own with all the right amendments in place.
My own home patch of strawberries had a banner year. I think I picked the last of my berries yesterday. I have at least six half-gallon bags frozen now.
The garlic scapes are lush this year. I made a soup with some of the heads and chopped and froze the rest to add savoryness to soups and stews.
I’m reading Kate Morton’s THE FORGOTTEN GARDEN at night.
I just finished the audio book MERLE’S DOOR, Ted Kerasote, and really enjoyed it. If you are a dog lover or like to hear tales of living in places like Wyoming, with all its wilderness and grandeur, this is a book for you.
I just started an audio book called IN THE MOON OF RED PONIES, James Lee Burke. Don’t ask me why. It was available on the library audio books list. The beginning is interesting…
And, there’s Michael Pollen’s COOKED in the mornings.
Life is good these days…