Water

In the desert, gardens people wanted always needed water. Now I garden with rain. I plant something and water it by bucket maybe three times. From then on, it gets only rain. A human however is like a garden in the desert. It always needs water. I need water.



It will come up from the ground, just to the left of the now yellow trees.



And end up in here, filtered, pressurized, heated if needed, and sent off to the faucets. This tangle of pipes is almost put together. All that tangle is what the utility closet will hide.



I looked for the right stud. Every so often there is need for mirror time. With warm water I can scrape my face clean.



In the lower down spot high on a mountain water tubes are getting connected.