Rain here in Botswana is so precious. The Setswana name for rain is "pula". The currency here is also called "pula". That gives one an idea of just how vital rain is here, to have your money named the same.
Our rainy season hasn't ended yet. We received more precious rain last night. Living in a place that only receives rain for a certain period of time each year is strange to me. Living in the US, we received rain throughout the year.
Our home, and many others that I've seen here, do not have 'buried' or underground pipes for their outgoing water. The piping coming from our sinks, showers, washing machine and dishwasher are exposed. This allows for that 'runoff' water to be reclaimed. Our piping is positioned to allow a hose to be attached, to redirect the water to a nearby flower bed or vegetable garden. Others I know here have a method of reclaiming the water to large trash cans on wheels - so the water can be distributed easily to flower beds and such.
This is a picture of the piping coming from our washer, dishwasher and kitchen sink. It doesn't take much to notice just how dry and dusty it is here. Every drop of water is precious. During the months when we receive no rain, even more so.
Living here has definitely heightened my awareness to be a much better steward of the resources entrusted to our care.
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