November 4, 2020. Madison, Mississippi. Water.

Yesterday when attempting to get into the gate at my Roses Bluff neighborhoos we noted a sign telling us to boil the water. And the gate was roped off, so we turned around and entered at the small gate, which had been kept open. The same boil the water sign was also at the small gate. Kashina and I knew something was up. As we drove by the road we normally had been on Kashina could see that the road had all been ripped up. When we got home, we had no water. Boiling was not an option. We could not even flush the toilets. Water is something we never think about. We know that the water is clean and always available. We are spoiled. In Nova Scotia where we have wells, the water will not run when the electricity goes out so you can not flush the toilets. Generally we know a storm is coming and we fill the tub with water. But here, all of a sudden we have no running water. Fortunately I had a case of bottled water in the car so Kashina brought it in and put it in the pantry, where I am using it. The boil the water is still in force although we did get the water running last evening. Comcast was working at a house just inside the gate when they hit a water main, spewing water everywhere over the road. It flowed for an hour before it was turned off and the water lifted the brick tiles on the road, the one that was just replaced last year. Now we have running water but we are still supposed to boil the water before drinking. Without water to the house reminded me how fortunate we are to be living at this time and place. We have clean water, electricity, internet, television and garbage collection. We live like kings.