Well, let’s talk about this well water thing, you know, the water from the ground. Folks keep askin’ if it’s the same as that distilled water they sell in stores. I ain’t no fancy scientist, but I’ve been drinkin’ well water my whole life, so I got a thing or two to say about it.
First off, what is this “distilled water” anyways? Sounds mighty complicated. They say it’s water that’s been boiled and then they catch the steam, turns back into water. Clean, they say. No germs, no nothin’. Makes sense, I guess. Boilin’ stuff always kills the bad stuff, right? Like when you boil the milk to make it last longer. Same thing, I reckon. But does that make it better than my good old well water? Hmm, I ain’t so sure.
My well water, now that’s somethin’ else. It comes straight from the earth, you know, deep down. Tastes clean and fresh, specially on a hot day. Sure, sometimes it gets a little cloudy after a big rain, but that’s just the dirt settlin’, nothin’ to worry about. We always let it run for a bit, then it’s clear as a bell. My grandpappy drank this water, and his pappy before him. They all lived long lives, healthy as horses, so it can’t be all that bad, can it?
Now, they say distilled water is safe to drink. Well, I should hope so! Water is water, ain’t it? But here’s the thing, they also say it don’t have any of them minerals. You know, the stuff that’s good for you, makes you strong. My well water, it’s got minerals. I can taste ‘em! Makes the water taste… well, like water should taste. Distilled water, they say it tastes kinda flat, like nothin’. Who wants to drink nothin’? I want my water to have some life to it, you know?
- Distilled Water: Boiled and turned into steam, then back to water. Clean, no minerals.
- Well Water: From the ground, natural minerals, tastes good (at least to me!).
They say folks with kidney problems might be better off with distilled water. Well, that’s their business. I ain’t got no kidney problems, thank the Lord. But for everyday drinkin’, I’ll stick with my well water. It’s kept me goin’ this long, ain’t it?
Of course, you gotta be careful with well water. You gotta make sure it’s clean, you know. We get it checked every now and then, make sure there ain’t no bacteria or nothin’ nasty in it. If there is, well, you gotta fix it. Maybe get a filter, or shock the well, somethin’ like that. But once it’s clean, it’s clean. And it’s good water, trust me on that. Better than that flavorless stuff they sell in the stores.
So, is well water distilled? Heck no! It’s the real deal, the natural stuff. Distilled water is like takin’ all the good stuff out of the water, leavin’ you with nothin’ but, well, water. It might be safe, but it ain’t the same. It’s like eatin’ white bread instead of good whole wheat bread, you know? Fills you up, but it ain’t got no substance. My well water, it’s got substance. It’s got life. It’s what keeps me goin’.
Now, some folks might tell you different. They might say distilled water is better, purer, safer. And maybe for them, it is. But for me, and for most folks around here, well water is just fine. It’s what we know, it’s what we trust, and it’s what we drink. And that’s all there is to it. So, if you got a good well, and you keep it clean, you ain’t got nothin’ to worry about. You got good water, good for drinking, good for cooking, good for everything.
And let me tell you somethin’ else, that bottled water they sell? Costs a fortune! Why would I pay for that when I got perfectly good water right here in my backyard? Makes no sense to me. I’d rather spend that money on somethin’ useful, like chicken feed or a new pair of work boots. Water’s supposed to be free, you know, like sunshine and air. That’s the way it always was, and that’s the way it should be.
So there you have it, my two cents on well water versus distilled water. You can drink whatever you want, but I’m stickin’ with what I know, what’s natural, and what’s kept me healthy all these years. You can’t beat good ol’ well water, plain and simple. It ain’t fancy, but it gets the job done. And that’s all that matters in the end, ain’t it?
