What's With the Water

I woke up this morning with recollections bold and colorful.
Of course it makes no sense just yet. We were floating down a river and the bank was lined with logs. We let the logs go, the water was clean and cool.  

  Next, a house was being transported to a new location. The new location had an automatic sprinkler system that was big enough to be a fountain in the front yard. The foundation for the new house was huge and I swear I saw two stories.