We had to replace two broken sticks of pipe (5 feet long) in one of the fields.
That is the bad thing about the plastic pipe, the sunlight finally gets to them and they start to crack.
They never break at a ‘good time’, nothing ever works that way does it?
So Terry turned the water out and then we pulled apart the sticks, ran them over to the broken pipe pile, ran over to the stash of good pipe and put them back together last evening. (We waited until it cooled down some since this was rather hot work in and of itself).
A little quail was singing to us at the broken pipe pile—he was up in a tree, which I thought was rather cool.
Around 8:30 p.m. we got everything back together and the water back on.
This morning everything is working good!
Happy Wednesday! We are in the middle of the week!