In the begining there was me, a hot summer day, some yard work to do, and far to many happy pops (aka googlie pops, sun pops, happy hops...and beer). The DW had gone away for the day, and I was determined to get some yard work done. We had built a large piece on the house a couple of years ago and there were still a few places that needed the landscaping fixed up. So on this eventful bright summer Saturday morning I bravely tackled the job.
After polishing off a few of the smaller tasks, and more than a few pops, I came to the dreaded front hill. The lawn had been all torn up, there was a large hump in it, and it was very rocky. So after considering the job from every angle, I grabbed my trusty shovel and got to work. Somewhere in the first hour, however, the inspiration struck me that I (for some strange reason because I haddn't been thinking about it at all) wanted a pond, and since I was already digging here, I would put the pond here.
Now, I would later realise (like the next day) that this was probably the worst spot on my property to put a pond, but once that first shovel full was dug, what's a man to do but carry on?
So the day progressed, as did my growing hole. I really had no plan as to shape, size, how to run a pond, or basically anything else. I was following my inspiration! Running the fields with my muse! I had a shovel, lots of pops, the sun and no wife to watch me. I was happy, life was good.
So eventually I had my hole dug, or as much as I was going to dig. I wanted some rocks around it, so I decided to .....remove...them from an existing flower bed. I didn't really need the rocks at this time, since I had no liner or anything else, but I wanted them anyway. So I tore apart a flower bed and lugged over a bunch of rocks...
...and then I lugged over some more rocks because I started fearing all my dirt may wash away that I had basically built my hill up with! This ended up changing a lot from this photo, but it shows the amount of rock one drunken man can carry in a day when there is no one around with common sense to stop him...
So that was basically day one of my pond! Upon the DW's return she simply asked me what I was doing, shook her head, and went in the house. Of course by this time it was FAR too late to ever admit I had made a mistake! If I was less stuborn I am sure I would have filled it back in the following day, and actually put some thought and planning into it before tackling it again. But perhaps I never would have gotten around to starting another one and would have missed all this fun!
So I eventually order my pump, liner, and a bunch or stuff off ebay and got all that installed.
I had the fountain/pump propped up on a rack kind of thing in the deep end when I took this picture, but that changed. I didn't like it so I moved it to the shallower end and tossed the rack.
I eventually got a few plants, but it was late in the season for them to do much, and a few fish, a couple of which are still alive!
...So this year will be planting, adding a few more fish, and some landscaping all around the pond. Still a ton of work to do on it. Oh, and planning my next pond of course! I have some great idea's!!! If only the DW would go away for a week!
So if you need a bump in your lawn moved, just give me a call!!! hahaha
edited by Sean to show photo's in post
