18 Septiembre 2010

If you had to soak the soil of a field and you had to no hose and no sprinkler how would you do it?

Well this is how the ancient practice lives today:
They have built pools that collect the rain and melting snowcap water. Then canals from those pools are built to carry the water to the fields. They manage the water amazingly well and when your day comes you can open the waterway to your little stream and a small but sufficient waterfall with begin to pour onto your field.

Now, how do you keep the water from pooling just at the base of the waterfall and spread it through out the field?

Damn it so the water comes slowly and build small tributaries with a stick across the field. Yup, a stick. What takes little strength and some brainpower is exhausting. By hour five Kaysi and my hands were blistered, our backs aching from sun, and our feet were begging to be put up. It was right around then my sister said we needed to go tend to the cows on the other side of town. Kaysi retired to prepare our lunch and my host sister's begging eyes pulled me on the hour hike to take the cows to water and food. Then the donkeys. Then we collected harvested greens for the rabbits and guinea pigs at the house. I carried a blanket wrapped around pounds of straw and greens back to the house around 3:30pm drained and ravenous.

Need-less-to-say, we were asleep within 2 hours until the following sunrise.