Well, what a storm we had last night much to Mike's glee!!! You see I had "suggested" he mow the lawn today. Grumbles. Moans. "I thought, says he "that is why we got the Rabbits!" "No, dear", says I "that's cows, you should have bought two cows!" Withering glances from the beloved.
The poor little things do their best and there is no doubt that whenever you look at them they are chomping away like billy-o but despite their best efforts.......... So, now he has a new complaint. Not only does he have to still mow the lawn but also has to move the large Rabbit run everytime to complete the task (no, dear readers they do not even manage to keep down what is in their own run - maybe we have a previously unknown species of self-repairing grass) .
Anyway, like I said he greeted the storm with great joy. No grass mowing today - far too wet but.............will he get off scot free? No way!!!! You see last night we had our first ever visit from a Heron. I could not believe my eyes at the size of the damned thing. Thought a Condor had strayed way off course. They say if you have your pond near the house (and we do, in fact it is right outside our window) that Herons will not come. We also were daft enough to fall for the the advice of fish books that tell you to acquire a plastic Heron as a deterrent (we did and an ugly bloody thing it is too). Well, down comes this live Heron and proceeds to knock seven bells out of our plastic one. It was lucky I saw it. A frantic shout, Mike and I running outside hotly pursued by our two dogs. The damn thing flew to the roof and looked at us. I could swear I heard it mutter "ha ha, you can't catch me."
Picture two people, not in their prime anymore doing frantic arm waving and wild dances in order to scare it off. Not a pretty sight. So today I have "suggested" (if you get my meaning) that he puts a net over the pond. Now this net will have to be fixed to a wooden frame to hold it taut so that the fish cannot be caught up in it. So, the smile has been well and truly wiped off his face. Now, he has to go and buy some wood and start building. That will teach him to be so smug.
In the meantime my once attractive pond looks like a battlezone. In case the pesky bird made a dawn swoop, we had to throw everything at or rather around the pond, the Rabbit run, a table and four chairs, a parasol and every pot of plants we could get out hands on. Only trouble now is that I cannot get near it to feed the fish. Such is life as Ned Kelly once said.
What will I be doing? Well, it is back to the never ending battle of getting Bindweed out of my flower beds. I am losing this one I am afraid. Like the grass, it must be self-repairing because no sooner have I pulled one lot out, I have scarcely made it back to the house before it seems to have returned in the same place!!!! As if that is not enough, the birds that visit our bird tables throw stuff everywhere so we have sunflowers coming up in the most unusual places, like the middle of the lawn and are expecting a good crop of Barley and Maize this year. However, we did not expect that crop to be in our flowers tubs!
Now, if I could grow flowers as spectacularly as I grow weeds - I would win a Gold at Chelsea Flower Show every year.
2 comments:
Tee hee - I can imagine a few kodak moments there ;o)
This is a lovely entry, your pond is great, looks very soothing and peaceful. I hear of a lot of people complaining about herons.........animals after food, they can be very resourceful and ponds are like a buffet, hope you find a humane way of detering him....fish gotta live too.
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