“Exploring The Wonders of Irrigation”
posted May 18, 2009 at 1:25pm
I’m working late tonight, and look what arrived in my in box from Ray, taken in our front yard. I don’t think it needs any description.
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I spent a good chunk of my childhood in an older Tempe neighborhood … my brother and I *loved* irrigation days. He’d wash his purple trike and we’d get out our kickboards and “float” on the lawn … ha ha.
You have a stream in your yard? Or is that something that folks in Az do?
Cute pic of the gals !
we have flood irrigation — thanks to the hohokam indians, who built canals all over what is now the city. huge waste of water, but a wonderful luxury…..
Oh…the memories! The bugs! The crawdads! But mostly those really weird irrigation people from the Deliverance movie that came to turn it on.
What a sweet picture!
I love Sophie’s little hands behind her back. So cute.
My kids caught a fish in our irrigation. They put it in a bucket and took it back to the canals.
They also float on rafts in it and play a really gross version of tackle football. I just tell them not to open their mouths and drink any of that nasty water.
Nice photo. Is it titled, “Bobbing for Giardia”?
[...] that great irrigation picture from a week or so ago? Look what landed in my in box yesterday — titled [...]
We have a niece who has always loved and cared for animals and is probably more comfortable with them than with people — new people, anyway, which I sort of get. My in-laws’ house backs up on the irrigated churchyard, and one Sunday she ran in with a margarine tub of water and — leeches. Thrilled, she was. (I was a little, too.) I used to brag on how no matter where we took this girl, she would rustle up the fauna.