Sunday, October 6, 2013
Broken Valves and Final Peaches
Those PVC valves with the red handles? Not built like they used to be. I burst a brand new replacement for one that had been though nine years in place. The adjacent new old stock valve that I installed a couple of weeks ago was just fine for a third night of hard frost. Funny stuff, plus it made some lovely ice sculpture on the gate close by.
By the way, there's the last of this fall's fresh peaches. They went down very well and with many thanks...
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