I twisted this knob and turned that knob. Nothing I tried would remedy the situation.
I jumped on the phone and called Jake, "Houston, we have a problem."
I just needed to turn this other knobby, that doesn't look like a knobby, and it shut it down. It was a leak in the hose that feeds the water to the swamp cooler.
The forsythia and the dog LOVED it.
Momma, not so much.
I tried to take a picture of the rupture but it didn't turn out.
So I took a picture of my wet legs instead.