The well has run dry.

The well has run dry.

The well ran dry.

The well is dry.

Is the well deep?

Look into the well.

This well is very deep.

The baby fell into the well.

The well is built of stone.

Tom is looking down the well.

How deep is this well?

The well has long since dried up.

Tom fell into the well.

We are digging a well in the backyard.

Tom lowered the bucket into the well.

This well never runs dry.

We're digging a well in the backyard.

The well is in the middle of this plaza.

In the whole camp, there was one well.

Tom shared a well with his neighbor.

When you drink water, do not forget those who dug the well.

Tom and I plan to start digging a well tomorrow morning.

Tom wants to be careful not to use too much water. His well is almost dry.

I'll never forget the day I fell into the well.

Do you remember how you fell into the well? Yes, like it was yesterday.

The well was so deep that the bottom could not be seen.

There are not hundreds but thousands of people throwing their papers into the well each August 30.

Not a drop of rain fell for a month, so they had to dig a well.

He suffers from claustrophobia, as he fell into a well when he was 7 years old.

Jean makes it clear that he has no intention of selling, but plans to take up residence and live off the land.

From the money Jean buys dynamite to finish the well, but an accident occurs, and he is hit by a rock and falls into the dynamite hole.

If you are not living in mortal fear of rape and beatings at home, you can organize your community to dig a new well.

If you are not living in mortal fear of rape and beatings at home, you can organize your community to dig a new well. If you are not subjecting your daughter to traumatic genital injury at three and marrying her off at ten, she can go to school.

Saint Rose of Lima may have died more than 400 years ago, but she has online wishing well, a mobile app, and accounts on Facebook, Twitter, and even WhatsApp.

Two lower floors created space for the new use of the building, a sunken light well between the building and the street provides lighting, a bridge leads to the entrance almost a new building, but still the delicate Schwanzer pavilion.

Her followers believe she fulfills wishes that are deposited every August 30 in a well located at the Basilica of Saint Rose.

For hours and kilometres on end, members of the community walk to the nearest borehole, then descend 30 meters into a cave like well to fetch water for their cattle before the break of dawn.

Only the building is still slowly dying right in front of our eyes the house s wooden planks and beams are rotting, the floors have caved in several times, we poured cement, but all to no avail the mixture just seeps into the ground, like pouring it into a manhole.

Inside the house, which can be visited all along the year, there is a well named Well of Desires, where believers throw little pieces of paper, of all kinds and sizes, containing their most intimate desires or offerings so Saint Rose may grant them.