In the category of ideas that are not practical solutions -
Taking to the garden with a Bobcat, and lowering it by about four feet, except for the parts where the fish ponds are.
That way the fish ponds are now raised to a sufficient height to make cleaning and/or draining easier.
No, not at all practical.
Practical, however, comes in the form of brightly coloured corrugated metal sheet "Put it together yourself" raised garden beds.
If your garden is anything like mine, dig more than a couple of inches and you'll strike tree roots or clay.
(I love those shows on TV where people dig huge trenches in their gardens; the lovely, soft, loamy soil that seems to go down forever, and is easily dug with nothing more than a shovel and an afternoon's work. Tell me it's not make believe).
Have I said? I'm a bit lost in the mornings. I don't have to get up. I don't have to go and see if he's okay, or find him some breakfast before the other birds get here. I miss the routine. I went out the front one morning, looking for him. He wasn't up in the gum tree he usually slept in, and I was a bit worried by that. I looked around, a bit, and found him sheltering in the wattle tree, near the base of the gum. It has a very close leaf pattern, and seeing as it wan't exactly warm, that morning, he'd decided to take advantage of the extra cover.
Clever, I never would have thought of that, but he was, if nothing else, supremely adaptable.
Well, like Australia that piccie is BIG
Just had a vegemite sammidge for lunch and wondering what people are doing hereabouts on this Tuesday.
DEB
@imastawka wrote:Hubby keeps his guitar picks in it
Stawka-- your hubby sound's like a right old "cool cat'
were you his groupie ??
"kiss" music going full bore and a guitar playing hubby
whens the next par tay ???
