CanadaquaBetween Pond and Tanks

And the wind blows

pond picture

This morning it swept our BBQ off the deck and one of the solar garden lights into the pond. Complete with the hook it hung on. From time to time the whole house shakes under the fist of a gale (74 km/h the weather report says). The neighbours’ discarded Christmas trees are rolling across the road along with a lonely trashcan nobody seems to miss yet. It’s juuuust a bit spooky.

Last night rain and lightning pelted us, and with *plus* 11C this weird January heat wave (the average temperature for this time of year is supposed to be -10C) has even the fishes confused – they swim around once more in the ice-free pond, thinking it’s spring.

Plan B (left) and Agent Orange (right) have been spotted frolicking in the balmy waters. We hope Moe is still alive as well. He’s a hard one to make out with his camouflage colour.

A curious peak in the skimmer revealed three dead frogs on the bottom (a bit icky, that) and two live, if very sluggish ones on the rim and the branch that’s floating inside. We’ve since heard the skimmer referred to as ‘the place where frogs go to die’. *le sigh*

Happy New Year

Every day we go out to check on the pond, hoping that our fish are still alive, hidden somewhere at the bottom. We also expect the frogs have hidden in the now empty skimmer. They already did that when the nights started to get colder in the fall.

Merry Christmas everyone

We installed a heating disc

for those ice cold days, and had a very interested spectator:

It’s magic

This morning the pond was gone.

Ice over

We installed a bubbler to keep the fishes supplied with oxygen, but the hole is closing quickly.

Hibernation time

Ice dams are forming, and it’s time to shut down the waterfall.

First snow

A couple of weeks ago we added a beautiful moss overgrown branch to the top of the waterfall, but it seems I forgot to take a picture, so you’ll have to wait until the spring to admire it.

First fall

The frogs accumulate like nuts

Feeding the fish occasionally is sheer indulgence, they’re getting on fine without our help. We’ll have to stop soon as the weather gets colder, though.

Mo’ fish

We added two more comets to bring the number back up to three: Agent Orange, who has beautiful black markings on his fins, and Plan B, the orange and white one.