Thursday, August 19, 2010

I am proud of myself...

This is the before picture......


After 8 years the pond is dead... the first two years were wonderful. The first
year we dumped in 50 orange and black baby fish... the black were the first to
go.. ended up in the second year with 2 black and about 20 orange. The years
since we ended up with one hardy soul. He made it thru two winters with 4 feet
of snow on top of the pond. the pond frozen across the top, yet he survived.
So now he has a new home. The pond has been ripped out.

And all the stones that were around it.... are now......




are now a stone wall..... it took me about 2 hours from start to finish. I started
with weed whacking all the grass that grew around the area. I put down black
plastic to keep the weed at bay. And then I started to make my stone wall...
And here is the raw draft..... and it is sturdy.


I still have to move the blueberry bushes at the left. And thinking of making a stone
step up to the garden beyond. Also have bulbs there to transplant.... and of course
got to find dirt to fill the hole....

But at the age of 70 and doing it all by myself...with no help what so ever... I am
proud of myself. And those rocks were heavy.

1 comment:

MarmiteToasty said...

goodness girl you becareful :) - you could get a job here up north building drystone walls as we call them :).... I made a little pond once out of one of those half huge whiskey barrels, got plants and rocks and fish..... a few days later all the fish were floating on the top and the water smelt like whiskey LOL..... obviously the wood had been pregnated over the years with having the whiskey inside and now the water had been tainted by the whiskey residue.... but I bet them fishes died with a hic cup and a smile on their faces lol - ratarsed and happy lol

x