Last weekend, I had let the pond get quite low of water. It was several inches below the top of my rain-boots -- so I could keep dry feet if I moved carefully. I walked around with my pool-net, scooping up as much bottom mud as I could and dumping it over the edge. In the process I discovered that my birdbath is in danger of collapsing ( Read more... )

Not many... but they're flitting around in the pond.

Short form (I'm working on my long-promised "pond post" with lots of pics, but it'll take a few more days.)

Mine isn't a "living" pond -- no fish (they would eat the tadpoles) and no plants. Consequently, keeping it clean is an ongoing process. There's a product called Algaefix to cut down on ( Read more... )

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My last post discussed making a bunch of cover art for the "Magnetic" series in The Old Guard. About 36 hours later, my muse jumped up and demanded that I make covers for the remaining five stories in the series. So back under I went for another 3 or 4 days.

Right after I finished that, I had to get ready for the deep freeze on the horizon -- ( Read more... )

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...at least, that's how I feel.

I've mentioned my pond several times (and one of these days I really will post about its development through the years), and talked about how I sometimes get glimpses of the wildlife that probably lives around me.

Mostly, the pond is visited only by wild birds, the neighbor's chickens, feral cats, and the ( Read more... )

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WHEEEEE! I'm (figuratively) spinning in giddy circles.

Short version -- finally built an actual pond about 3 years ago. About 8 feet by 8 feet by 12-14 inches deep; big whoop. (Regional expressions; means 'not very impressive'.) But enough to last the birds and feral cats if I'm out of town for two weeks. I put a stack of cement blocks in the ( Read more... )