I am reminded of an old but instructive yarn. After the passing of years, I may remember it imperfectly, but the gist of the tale remains in tact.
Once upon a time when the old West was being settled there lived a rancher, his wife and two adolescent children. They had staked out and improved a sizable spread of fertile grassland, stocking it with cattle and horses. The rancher had built a sturdy pole house and dug a year-round well that furnished sweet, clean water. The family was happy and self-sufficient.