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The lower pond

July 3, 2016 2 comments
Shaded by fig trees

Tucked away under a fig tree

This little haven is the result of diverting the spring.

The water trickles down the rocky ‘waterfall’ to the right of the picture, fills the pond, and soaks away down a slope.

The willow tree just beyond and to the left was no more than a sapling when we gave it this supply of water.

Galileo and Florence immerse themselves in the pond to cool off between bouts of rough-and-tumble.

Out of the lion’s mouth

May 6, 2016 2 comments
Spring water emerging

Spring water emerging

There isn’t a lion’s mouth for the water to come out of but I’d love it if there were.

This is water from the spring, emerging to cascade down the waterfall we built for it years ago.

The pipe above was broken after a stake got driven through it, but Giovanni and I repaired it by threading through a new pipe of a slightly smaller bore.

Now the pond at the bottom is full again and there’s the music of water in the garden – for as long as rain feeds the spring, that is.

Eglantine

May 30, 2013 3 comments
An arch of eglantine

An arch of eglantine

How much more elegant that sounds than ‘dog rose’.

I haven’t been able to work out what type of wild rose the name eglantine specifically refers to, but I suspect it’s as vague as dog rose.

Whatever name it goes by, it’s not quite so much appreciated when it grows over the path.

The beautiful, secret path which leads to the gully at the foot of our land, loud at the moment with the sound of hidden waterfalls, is getting overgrown.

Although this particular spray resembles a bridal arch and is no barrier, Nature won’t be long reclaiming her own.

A rose by any other name ...

A rose by any other name …

Water channel

April 4, 2013 Leave a comment
Long waterfall taking the escape water away

The waterfall taking the escape water away

With all the recent rain, the spring is still flowing abundantly.

Today Chokri and I overhauled my Japanese water cascade so that the bulk of the water escaping from the blue pig runs right away.

First we took out one section of the pipe that goes into the blue pig, and sent the water directly from the broad pipe into the top, wrapping a piece of tarpaulin round it to prevent debris going in.

Joules and Galileo drinking - updated

Two redheads drinking

Then we built a snake of roof tiles, weaving in and out of the violets, down to the foot of the bank.

At the end of the channel we put a tray for the dogs to drink out of.

It wasn’t long before we had our first customers.

Lost spring

January 6, 2012 1 comment

Right now, what with the rain we’ve had and the recent snow melt, our spring should be gushing, and the pipe that takes it into the artificial pond should be running like a tap.  Instead it’s just dripping.

Joules drinking at the pond - to his left the inlet pipe with green stain below

I’ve checked the Blue Pig, and all along the length of the pipework, and there’s no leak that I can see.

The pipe doesn’t catch the whole of the spring where it comes out of the hillside; some of it escapes and there’s a basin there to catch it. The basin is dry.

Something must have happened to make our spring reduce so dramatically.

We know that the earthquake of 1997 took away much of its flow. Could there have been another, minor earthquake recently that went almost unnoticed?

We think so.

In about mid-October Clive observed some landslips in the immediate vicinity for which he could think of no other explanation. 

The stream which goes under our road just where it climbs up from the valley, and the waterfall above it, have a lot less water now.

So maybe some fissure opened in the rock shelf that supports our spring, and now most of the water is draining through.

It’s a real shame. I hate to think that the pond won’t be continually replenished and refreshed in summer, but at least we’re not losing our only or our alternative water supply as would be the case for some houses.

Oh, willow

September 17, 2011 Leave a comment

Some plants don’t grow well here, like the rowan I wrote about. But others – wow.

The fast-growing willow tree

This particular willow has grown, in one year, from a metre-high sapling into a mature tree at least 5 metres tall.

It seeded itself at the foot of our home-made waterfall and so was definitely not there 2 years ago because the ground was completely dug over to make a pond.

That’s some going: 4 plus metres in a year.

I didn’t particularly want it there; in fact it’s ruined my landscaping ideas for that area of the garden, but I’m getting used to it. Its trunk and lower branches are so sturdy that I hang onto them while pivoting past on my way to pick figs.

I’ve no idea what kind of willow it is. I tried to look it up on the internet but discovered there are 400 species – even more if you count hybrids – and no site seems to be interested in depicting anything other than weeping willows.

It will just have to be ‘the giant willow’. I hope its roots don’t grow up into the septic tank and burst it open. I half expect to see a little fibrous root coming up through the plug-hole in the bath and waving at me.