Green 4: Dry. I imagine these manual water pumps on their glory days when they were the star of the daily village life - men, women and children queuing in front of these simple machines that generously spew the much needed water into their buckets and jars with every press on the handle.
Well, gone are those days. The water has dried out and the pumps have fallen into uselessness, their former village fans finding water wherever and in whatever way they could. And the days of abundance are now just memories, soon to vanish with these once glorious machines when they finally they rot into oblivion. Scary. (JP)
