Thursday, October 02, 2008

A Creek Runs Through It

My brain is no longer on auto explode if I don't lift a shovel, trowel, stone, pebble, or finger continuously during each hour of daylight that I'm not at work.

It's not perfect. It's not done. But it's finished for this year and I can take pleasure in listening to my mini babbling brook, watching for the flash of a gold fin, or laughing at a big golden puppy sitting in the pond.

I can rest easy.

On the slate for next Spring: pebbles and river rock inside the pond...plants around the perimeter...cattails and lotus underwater pond light...a sitting area...luring frogs to our yard...a life that does not revolve around pond engineering and construction.


  1. It is gorgeous! I am suffering pond-envy right now!

  2. I also covet your pond.

    What an amazing job you've done! Yay you!

  3. I want to come over and listen to the babbling brook too! Can I? Can I?

  4. Pogonip, darling, you won the Bear Bucks over at Breed 'Em and Weep! Email me with your address and I'll send the gift card to you, if you so desire!


  5. Amber, Lorrie and ALF, just remember that pond is a four-letter word! VP, we're just a 7 hour ride up 95! and Jenn, you made my month! Yes, I have an !!!! addiction!

  6. It's beautiful! Wow, what a lot of work, but don't you feel so accomplished!

    Woofs, Johann