No Cold Water Again
Our farmhouse has a cistern on the roof. As I understand it, water from the mains–the city waterworks keeps this shiny, metal tank full. You can see some of these tanks if you click on the thumbnail photo. The water’s then gravity-fed into our pipes.
It’s been really hot over the past few days–anywhere from 35 to 40 degrees, depending on who you ask. The sun, as you might imagine, has been blazing down. The farmhouse has crazy-thick walls, so we’ve been okay.
The tank on the roof, however, is just a big heat magnet. The peculiar result is that, first thing in the morning, there’s literally no cold water. It’s always a bit of a shock when brushing my teeth. Once we use some of the water, the tank seems to cool down a bit.
It’s no big deal, certainly, just an odd reversal for a Canadian accustomed to the reverse problem.
