Sure, it’s a small pond, but I’ve got three frogs living in a water-filled azalea pot in the front yard, so this ought to be a jumbo housing unit for SOMEBODY.
Also, when you have to dig it by hand, it’s amazing how much less grandiose your plans get.
For anyone who’s been worried—we had no problems with the storms here at all, there was heavy rain (and I was delighted to see that my pond edges did not immediately dissolve when it overran. Apparently all that drainage rock actually worked!) and some rattling wind, but that was about it. On the Doppler, the tornadoes were on three sides of us, so we got very lucky, but nothing actually hit.
Somewhat ironically, I’d been down in Sanford that morning at Big Bloomers Nursery, and while I was standing in one of the greenhouses, the plastic roof peeled off and flew away. That was a little unsettling. I drove home in high winds and thought, “Man, this is gonna be a bad one,” at the time, but I had no idea that Sanford was getting smashed by tornadoes pretty much an hour after I left. Again, I got really lucky.
Anyway, the pond edges are planted in with Green-and-Gold to provide a measure of erosion control—Green-and-Gold is totally my favorite groundcover ever—and with iris and river oats on the far side. At the moment it looks very unimpressive, but next year it should be kickin’ it…and if it’s not, then I will try again until it IS.