There’s one thing we can count on; weather changes.
This afternoon it’s in the mid 70’s and I like it. We had an arctic blast before Christmas. (I was miserable). They say misery loves company, but I wouldn’t wish such bitter cold or broken water pipes on anybody.
Water is something I mistakenly take for granted. Broken pipes quickly revealed its importance. We got thirsty.
“A woman of Samaria came t…