A River Runs Through It.

Well...perhaps not a river exactly; more like a tiny rivulet which is passing through our garden pond. But nonetheless, I am delighted to see fresh running water bringing oxygen and life to its still water. This spring we have seen an unprecedent amount of rainfall, and there is even more predicted to fall over the next week. I am told it is too early to talk of definite climate change, but we are much more used to dry sunny days by now. This tiny feed for the pond is the result of an overflow from our sixty cubic metre underground concrete water storage tank. It has been full to the brim for quite some time, and it is frustrating to see the trop plein( or overflow) trickling away and seeping into the ground. So now, B has redirected it ito feed our pond, and the pond is definitely showing its appreciation.

When I look into the clear water I spot many tiny dark coloured fish, progeny of the goldfish that we purchased at the DIY store last year . Alas, there are now only four adults left, and not six as before. Perhaps the heron did come along. But these adult fish have now grown much bigger . What's more, they have become emboldened, and happily chase each other's tails around the pond. Gone are the days when they would remain cowering beneath the dormant water lilies. The surface is full of water boatmen too, who skim and dimple the surface with their delicate feet. Sadly, although we have seen the odd toad around, they have not chosen to spawn here. This is the second year around this has not happened, and we are puzzled. But soon, I feel assured that more life will focus on this small stretch of water, and of course I shall keep you posted.

The shrubs that were planted around the pond are flourishing too, like the bright pink cistus, and the Kolwitzia, with its delicate flowers of pale pink.

Meanwhile, the water lily that has lain dormant throughout the winter, is pushing its leaves up to the surface, where they will photosynthesise and turn from dark red to green. Hopefully this will be followed by some delicate white water lilies. We wait for them with keen anticipation. There is a lot to be said for having a garden pond, however small.