I've been thinking about ponds lately.
I guess I've been pondering.
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We have two small water feature/ponds in our backyard.
I have these ponds because little goldfish ponds are a part of my
childhood Lowcountry South Carolina memories.
I love to be near water.
childhood Lowcountry South Carolina memories.
I love to be near water.
They basically flank each end of our screened porch.
The idea was the soothing sound of trickling water wherever we sat.
Fifty weeks out of the year they are fabulous.
Relatively care free, soothing sounds
and a flash of a bright orange fish from time to time.
But in the Spring the dreaded "pond cleaning" weeks
cause me to think crazy" get rid of the ponds" thoughts.
and a flash of a bright orange fish from time to time.
But in the Spring the dreaded "pond cleaning" weeks
cause me to think crazy" get rid of the ponds" thoughts.
Luckily I get past that.
This year however one must be moved for a variety of reasons and the other sprung a leak last year that could not be repaired from the top side and without removing all the rocks and some plants to lift up the liner and assess the situation. Oy!
Soooo, there is no soothing trickle of water while as we begin
to venture out into our backyard for Spring.
to venture out into our backyard for Spring.
I am in my rainboots knee deep in mud in our ponds.
I'm beginning to think those crazy
"get rid of the ponds or one pond is more than enough" thoughts.
"get rid of the ponds or one pond is more than enough" thoughts.
But to keep my eye on the ball, so to speak, I have been pinning some pond inspiration.
This is the Charleston garden of the late Emily Whaley.
If you love down-to-earth Southern women and hearing their thoughts on everything including gardening, then read her delightful book.
You can find the original sources there.
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