July 19th, 2006

Egrets Reading

Backyard Dig

There’s something about the sound of water, whether it’s the ocean, a gurgling stream, a waterfall, or a backyard fountain that soothes away the headaches and stresses of life.

I miss my pond.

My sons and I had the brilliant idea of digging it deeper so that the raccoons would leave the goldfish alone. The problem is that after getting my oldest to come over, emptying it, strewing rocks all over the patio, and starting to dig that the boys discovered...cement.

So, it appears that the choices are (1) get a sledgehammer or (2) put down a new liner, put the rocks back around it, fill it up and call it a day.

Today, I’m leaning towards the latter. The guys are still conferring. Either way, we’re going to try for a bit more height on the waterfall.

empty hole
where fish swam --
orange butterflies