There’s a fishpond at my new house. It’s not the style of pond I would put in, but it is there, complete with eleven goldfish of various sizes. It is raised and rectangular and blocky, with a fountain in the middle and a glass wall through which to watch the underwater goings-on. It’s a pond that demands attention – the glass wall would be best cleaned of algae; the bucketful of various pond amendments and accoutrements left by the previous owners is testament that work was previously done. I turn the fountain on most mornings and off in the evenings, throw a bit of fish food into the gaping mouths and generally wonder whether it should stay or not. I’m not sure I want to sign up for the job it requires.
How wonderful to imagine the nocturnal goings-on beneath your beautiful Kari trees. I would love a night time camera too - let us know what you see. XJ
How wonderful to imagine the nocturnal goings-on beneath your beautiful Kari trees. I would love a night time camera too - let us know what you see. XJ