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Pond life

Daniel has nearly finished the drawings and the contractors are busy with other projects. So not much to do than enjoy the pond, which we are doing a great deal. The pond is an amazing ecosystem, cool and refreshing at the depths and warm as toast on the surface. The pool floats were the best discovery. You can float around in the warm water and every time you need a refreshing burst of cool water, just reach down. The floats are better than boats. Everyone can have one and you can paddle all round the pond. (Our latest guests, Jina and Dave, circumnavigated the island...something even Daniel and I have not dared to do).














The willow trees provide wonderful shade in case the sun gets too hot. The new stepping stones are also a great addition and mean you can get into the water without putting your toes into the mud.












We kept the grass at edges of the pond long which, we recently discovered, is good for the dragon flies. We have millions of dragon flies, turtles, frogs and bats that all eat mosquitoes. Consequently we are very rarely bitten. The Pond life is everywhere.


























(You occasionally get a rare siting of Cindy Gallop sunbathing on the Peninsula, reading and dipping into the pool.)










We've been able to host a few social events and have guests on several occasions so far this first summer...Amazing when you think we don't have any facilities at all.










After spending so much time at our pond, this weekend we went to visit Carol Schuster at her home in Accord. To our delight the kids and adults had all just come out of their pond - Ponds are clearly much more fashionable than swimming pools.








It was Mark's birthday (Carol's brother in law) and they treated us to the most wonderful Grilled shoulder of beef and grilled lobster. An amazing meal lit by a full moon, candles and wonderful friends.







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