For those of you who think Nantucket is a
Fantasy Island where only good things happen,
I give you:
I knew enough to take the hoses off but a slow drip
froze all the way up to the faucet and...
past the 'Frost-proof' piping to split the
copper pipe just before the shut-off valve,
which had been re-opened by a person
unknown in order to refill the chickens' water.
I agree with the cat
Winter's not for sissies.
Come back in August.