This spring I finally got around to really cleaning out and around my pond. The weeds throughout the rock beds were getting far too dense and it really looked bad in an otherwise interesting yard.
My pond, unlike many others, has no fish. The pond serves two primary purposes:
1) It is situated just in front of my bee hives, so the bees will have water without invading the neighbor’s pool
2) Grow duckweed to feed my aquaponics fish and my chickens.
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It creeps upon me like a slow death, void of meaning or romance. From my bedside I can hear the daily lessening of its once mighty cry as it slowly dies. A single tear forms in the corner of my tired eye as I realize in the dreamy state that something is terribly wrong. The deafening roar of water that once dominated my senses begins to weaken to a soft purr of drip-drop failure.
My failure. My shame.
My waterfall pump.
Were I a better man, I would have cleaned out its sterile, dwarfed and paltry mini micro filter daily. But I didn’t. Because it’s @#&*+$% God-awful annoying to do that. I curse the pump filter demons that have taken hold of my once amazing water feature! Just look at this pathetic thing; after three solid days of “work” it’s all gummed up.
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