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Sunday, 1 May 2011
The Fountain (Garden).
The fountain's stopped working. The fish have all died. And Cro has become both pissed-off and slightly depressed.
The perfect combination of events to force a radical decision. So I've filled-in the old fish pond with earth, and we now have a mini 'small plant' garden instead of murky water. The birds and animals have a drinking bowl instead of a water-lily encrusted quagmire.
All seems OK. Freddie (our cat) discovered the new water supply very quickly, but I have yet to see a bird drinking there; although signs suggest that they have been.
For the moment I've just bunged in any small plants that I could find (plus a few that I bought), and am hoping that they will spread. I know nothing of garden plants, so I go with the 'trial and error' method. My main objective, eventually, is for thick tufts of aubretia to tumble down over the front, and the rest to be a mass of ground-hugging flowers; only time will tell.
In the bottom right corner are two discus shaped stones; one large, one small. These are two fosilised bivalves that I found nearby. No doubt several million years ago, my house would have been under water..... but with 'oysters' (or similar) like that on hand, I don't think I'd have complained too much.
We went with friends to the Scallop festival in Whitianga; a charming
seaside town in the Coromandal District.
Had a great time...5000 people, lots of wine...
3 years ago
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 44 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), a Border Collie/Black Lab' cross called Bok, a cat called Freddie, plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!