a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label water garden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label water garden. Show all posts

Saturday, November 7, 2015

Rooster Cogburn Finds His Crow

Has healed enough to roam.
Since my water gardens are pet friendly
RC stops in for a drink.

Things are looking up.  Less poop on the porch and his crows echo around the water garden instead of off my bedroom window.  RC still sleeps and eats with the dogs but I think he's remembered he is a rooster now.

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Water Garden Before and After

The Koi troll in clear waters
The more I looked the more unnatural it seemed
So I started over
More moss and some rocks rearranged.
My top rock with a hole feeds into my new holey rock.  
 The water then runs over a volcanic rock
 into a small pool 
where the water runs through that rock's hole into the stream. 
The water runs completely through moss
 that works as a natural filter for the water garden.
None of the inhabitants are complaining.
The frog even seemed pleased with his rusty toolbox full of moss.
Shabby chic meets a water garden.

Saturday, October 3, 2015

The Trouble Began With One Rock

Trying to have a relaxing day and you know for me that is being barefoot and hunting for rocks. Hubby is always willing to help me out cause he can include his side trips like checking the feed plots for the wild game and just rolling over the acreage with dogs running along with us.

I viewed the dry creek, exploring barefoot where my feet had never been.  I saw this jewel of a rock. Perfect natural hole and my mind starting working or not, depending on whose telling the story.  This became my new perfect stone for my rock/water garden.  This would be my new feature piece with water running through it.

But first, and there's always a but, I needed the orange rock/gravel that are only in one place At The Farm so with some other companion rocks carefully selected while I dodged thorns and briers. we set off  to harvest some orange rocks.
We flushed a huge covey of quail.  As usual I was too slow to catch them all.  These beautiful birds are just one reason why we plant food plots each year in the fall.  So on the way to the orange rocks we checked the second food plot which is doing poorly because we've only had drops of rain since it's been planted.  

Orange rocks gathered in my shirt tail because the bucket I brought holds moss and they just wouldn't work with moss.  Not just yet anyway.
Sometimes Hubby humors me and let's me take pictures...
at a slower speed than breakneck.

Remember what started all this...one holey rock.  I began to tear down my water fall and arrange it around this new grand holey rock.  I had a smaller one but I like to go big.  I worked for hours and stacked, rearranged and scattered rocks to my heart's content.

When the pond began it was one tractor tire from my life that I always remember seeing.  It's purposes have been varied from a tire to a chicken water trough, to a pig feeder to a flower bed and many other things.  When I saw it again, I thought it deserved an honorable place in my yard since it had been around my entire life. 

So I happily worked with water and rocks and played with dogs which is kinda a perfect day in my book.  When I first constructed this water fall I had expand-a-foamed the rocks on top of the liner.  It held awhile but now it was loose.  I had the great idea I didn't need new foam but hoped to hold the liner with rocks.  Plugged the pump back in and declared it complete until the next time.

Checked on it a few hours later and my water garden had become a water balloon.  The poor Koi were swimming around the rim in very little water.  With out my expand a foam seal as the water fell down the water fall, it ran UNDER the lining.  I am glad I looked.  I weighted the liner in the middle with rocks, unplugged the pump and closed it down for the day.

Saturday, September 19, 2015

Lizzy

thinks she's a big dog.  Actually she is the announcer.  The other dogs sleep as Lizzy keeps watch. She announces if one strange thing enters the valley.  After rousing the pack she runs the sidelines coaching them.

Only one problem...I have a difficult time keeping her groomed.  Poor baby. She goes every where the big dogs go but that's okay.  We all are family.

Here is the tale of her beginning with us.  
Lizzy is a good dog.
Lizzy should be a lap dog.
She travels 
 with the pack.
and does her job.
Lizzy is happy here and is very brave if anyone looks at her bowl.
Now if I just had time to give her a hair cut...

Thursday, September 17, 2015

In My Yard

We have a promise of rain.
Sweet Williams flowers are almost gone.
a Marigold
Hibiscus seed pods 
Blackberry Lily seeds. 
Water garden needs a fall cleaning.
 The rain clouds kept their promise.
We had enough rain to make the road muddy.
We are blessed.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Saturday, June 13, 2015

Bonnie Friendly Water Garden

In a valley with all kinds of water sometimes it's just easier to stick close to home.  I have made the gardens pet friendly where all can drink and cool.  The Koi don't seem to mind.
Fish?
I didn't know that!

Thursday, May 28, 2015

A Child's Words...Everyday Poetry

I see frog eggs
Love frog eggs
Love frogs
Hear them sing
Let's catch them
They need more water
I'll use the bucket
Where do frogs go at night?
Listen!  I hear one
If we catch them
We eat the legs
But not the eggs
I want more frogs

Last day of school
Snacks were good
No school after tomorrow
I can play
The water got me
It's cold
From the spring?
I can drink it
It splashes
The water tickles
Did you eat the fish?
Gonna work here
You pick up sticks
Got to water the frogs
So they grow
I'm wet
I could eat supper now

For Everyday Poetry at dVerse~Poets Pub
my "sticks" after the storm
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