
It was two years ago that the Council Sprayed weedkiller just beyond our Hedgerow, and within 12 hours we had lost all our Kio Carp in our 17 year old pond. They ranged from 12 to 15 inches in length and we lost 5 of them along with about 60 Goldfish. I was so angry and sad.
Now we have one lone Goldfish that some how survived. So it has the entire four and half foot deep pond all to itself,along with hundreds of frogs. Above is one of last years frogs to have come from our jungle pond that is 14 foot by 10 foot at its widest point.
Mrs B.has been busy in the garden planting new plants and I took this photograph today.
Where I stood to take the shot lots of this years tiny frogs were hopping about,and I had to be very careful of every clumsy step I took to avoid them. This truly is a wildlife garden designed by us,and dug out ,and built up by us. Being very short on cash at that time all the plants were very tiny cheap things. The pond is covered over in Duck Weed and Hornwort and other stuff grows undearneath it quite ok,along with lots of shrimp like things. The waterfall stream is not on because of the tiny frogs that have prolificialy taken over this rather on the wild side garden.

The far side of the pond is a jungle now the Shuttle Cock Fern`s and Flag Iris, are up and fanning out. The birds are racing about this garden in their great efforts of feeding their ever hungry young. The tiny Wrens having nested under our raised deck again this year and have along with their young ,flown upon the wing scattering every which way. The Black Birds have nested under one of the gothic wooden arches in the bush that winds its way upward 7 or 8 foot high through it.
As the traffic noise eases one can hear all the chicks. All the wooden nest boxes fixed onto the house walls are filled with the young of Great Tits,and Blue Tits, and the Robin and several Black Birds have nested in our Hedgerow. A jungle yes,but a beautiful place for all our wildlife friends that live in and around our 5 tiny Fiddle Wood Gardens all year long. Beyond this garden of peaceful delight the wood stretches out and casts its giant shadows along the tiny winding pathway that passes through it.
A Magic time was had in this garden jungle today. Mrs B,a working,and me a helping by not helping. Such is life.
