Water from my grandfather's spring well

This picture shows the water that flows from my grandfather's well, a
spring he dug out in the early 1930s when this was all woods. It
remained wooded until just a few months ago. The land is now fully
laid out and "serviced" for dozens, maybe hundreds, of new homes. My
grandfather died in 1957; I turned five later that year.

It is delicious water and when my family still owned the land I
dreamed of running a long pipe down to where I could park my car,
about 500 metres off to the right here, to collect it for beer-making.
I can park about 50 metres from it now but I haven't made beer in
nearly fifteen years. I won't collect the water now.

Kodak ColorPlus 200 film in the Rollei Prego 125 Zoom. I like the
camera except for the things it was built for: fully auto exposure and
nearly fully auto focussing. It does have a neat manual override for
focussing though: you can force it to infinity. Nice but I wish there
was a force-to-ten feet and force-to-three-feet too.