posted 1 year ago
No matter where we lived when I was growing up, dad always built a little pond with a pipe that dripped water onto cement and a few rocks. Si the drip was multiplied by each rock with its own drips. Finally the drips went into the pond.
Always fascinated and drew all kinds of birds in every make and model - lol.
There was rarely a time during daylight when there weren’t any birds who had been drawn by the sound, and then stayed for a drink or to splash around in one of the shallow parts of tge little waterfall. The waterfall structure of rock and cement was only about 24” high. The pond was usually about 5’ long and not very wide-in some places we lived dad made it smaller.
He only put a drain into the last one after us kids had grown up. Before that, he had excited kids to bale out the swampy-smelling water. I recall that “getting to” clean out the pond and become covered in green slime was one of the highlights of our summer.
Build it, and they will come! (Meaning build a dripping feature with rocks to perch on where the they can grab the drips to drink, and one or more shallow indentations for birds to splash around).
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