| Pictures |
Description |
| My
Friend Hep started digging the upper pond. The hard ground made slow work. |
| I
dug it a little deeper, and then time past. The grass tried to recapture
the ground. |
| Nature
decided to fill it for me. |
| Smokey was not impressed. The he found to water good enough to drink. |
| Draining the pond took some effort. But then digging resumed. |
| The liner was cut and layed in. There were still a few rinkles to work out
of the process. |
| Another angle of the liner installation. Smokey supervised. |
| Smokey also watched over the filling of the pond. |
| He decided a closer inpection and water test was required. |
| And slowly it filled. One hour had pasted. |
| And still the water flowed. Another hour past. |
| The level rose ever so slowly. |
| The shadows were getting longer. |
| Smokey let me know it was finally full. |
| Aahhh! What a sight. Clean, clear, still water. |