Ideas For Gardens

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"Garden ponds add an exotic note and peaceful ambience to your landscaping

Dressing up an existing garden in more unusual ways takes a little innovation and sometimes, plenty of money and professional help. However, there's one garden element which can make a dramatic difference, which you can do yourself with just a little effort and not much expense. Garden ponds add a peaceful little getaway spot right in your own backyard. With a proper selection of water plants to populate your pond, you can have a little exotica as well.

It's important to scope out the best location and lay out the approximate size. For example, if you intend to have your garden pond serve as a spot to relax on a garden chair, work out your layout on paper or the PC so there's plenty of room for your chairs, a little bistro table for morning coffee, or whatever you intend.

You can buy the garden pond forms at any nursery and most big home improvement centers. These forms are lightweight plastic, usually black and available in a variety of sizes and shapes, made to lend a natural look with an irregular, but pleasing shape. These are relatively inexpensive. You simply dig your hole of sufficient size, install the pond form and fill in around the edges with dirt. Some manufacturers recommend black plastic sheeting as edging.

You can also easily make your own custom garden pond. Dig a hole to the desired depth and shape with a regular garden spade. Rather than dig your pond at a uniform depth, make the sides slope like a natural pond. This not only looks more realistic, but also allows you to plant water plants around the edges, enhancing the effect. Layer the bottom of your pond-to-be with gravel, and pour in cement, using a trowel to spread the cement around the bottom and edges. Allow the cement to cure. You can then paint the cement to suit your taste.

If you want your garden pond to be inhabited with fish, consult your nursery on which types of fish are best suited to your situation. Koi ponds are quite popular, but you'll need a larger size pond. You'll also need a water filtration system to provide oxygen and avoid rapid algae growth.

If plants are what you fancy, plan your plantings carefully before you begin. Here again, your nurseryman can help with suggestions on number and types of plants and ornamental grasses. There are also water plants which root at the bottom of the garden pond and produce flowers which float on the surface.

These man-made ponds need minimal maintenance, well worth the effort when compared with the added enjoyment you'll derive. Best of all, installing a garden pond, complete with its occupants, requires no more than a weekend's worth of effort."

My Garden Remains Quiet But For One Charming Friend

The birds have gone for a little while now−whether South or Southwest, or wherever, because Fall is here and leaves fall freely.

One little charmer has remained−the Black-Capped Chickadee. Whenever I go outside, he chatters away. I remember when we used to walk in the woods and the Chickadees followed us on the bushes, hopping along, chattering away.

It seems not so long ago when three young Robins vied for the last of the chokecherries on the tree outside my den window. I managed a poor photo of the youngest, without his red breast yet, because he was intrigued by why I was staring at him. The other two, with red breasts, were more wary of me.

They have all gone, but for the Chickadees, and a few others of the winter birds that remain. They will come around when  the feeders are filled. Soon I will put out the small feeder for the little ones−my friends, the Chickadees and some Sparrows, who do not go far. The big feeder will be filled when I can get a friend to set it up. It needed a thorough cleaning. It is early days yet, but I hear birds occasionally in the high trees. It is strangely quiet, however, except for the Blue Jays..

How charming the little ones are, but I am pleased to know they will be near right through Fall and Winter.

Look Who is Back! The Birds Are Returning to Their Haunts

Look Who is Back! The Birds Are Returning to Their Haunts

The weather has turned a startling warm here. I went outside this morning to sweep off my front walk as a Robin pecked for a worm in my neighbor's front yard.

I went out back to open the screens a bit for warmth to come in, and to sweep the porch. Two Robins emerged from my large pine tree. They were very interested in each other--the male more so, the female less. I interrupted. They were unafraid of me, but they scurried away a little, the female to the neighboring yard, the male dropping down to the yard behind the house. Yes, it is Spring, and that time again.

The Geese have been settled in for several weeks, and the Crows squawk about. Today, a Blue Jay ate on the small feeder. The Blackbirds have returned also, so I will not longer fill the large feeder. At this moment a Blackbird is 'going at' my small feeder, and as around six birds come at a time, the feeder will soon be empty. Since there are thousands in the area when they return (I have seen them in trees in the fields above this area) I do not feel badly in denying them.

The snow is almost gone. Spring is truly in the air. I love it. I'm glad to have you back, Spring!

Have You Ever Seen a Butterfly Bird?

I had a most striking experience one day some years ago, while out walking with a young friend. We had walked almost a mile to a small pond we always used as a stopping off point on long walks, or when skiing. My friend and I sat resting on one of the large stones surrounding the pond enjoying the quiet, listening to the birds. The dogs lay quietly beside us. During one of the lulls, we noticed a small bird flitting about with an unusual pattern of flight. His flight reminded us of a butterfly. Bright orange on his wings and tail feathers struck us as beautiful. Otherwise he had a black head and back, with a white tummy. When we arrived home, of course we went for the Bird book by Roger Tory Peterson. Sure enough there was our bird. He was a small, 4 1/2 to 5 1/2" Warbler, a Redstart. Officially, Peterson calls him an American Redstart, (Setophaga rusticilla) "The Redstart is one of the most butterfly-like birds. It is constantly flitting about, drooping its wings and spreading fanwise its tail." This was the male. In the female, the orange is replaced by a bright yellow. We did not see her. Audubon has a great book as well, but I always turned to Peterson first. This was exciting. We had no need for field glasses; he was that close to us. Such experiences make bird watching a joy. Perhaps you have seen a similar spectacular bird. Nature charms. A friend in the Eastern Townships, south of here, saw in her wood, a Pileated Woodpecker, the largest of the woodpeckers. I always seem to miss the most spectacular birds. That is why I fill my birdhouses--in case someone of note comes by. When I had time to sit out in my garden--I never seem to these days--I used to watch the Hummingbirds flit about by me, drinking from the red preparation I had mixed for them in their special feeder. My brilliant red geraniums attracted them also. It is fun to watch colorful and fascinating birds. The "butterfly" Redstart was a bright gem on that particular day.

Puppies Anyone? Breeding Versus Shelters

One of the most moving sights I have enjoyed is that of newborn puppies drinking their mother's milk. They latch on to the teat, arch their little backs, push down on their hind legs, grab their mother's breast, and begin the push, pull rhythm on the teats. This has never failed to move me. The mothers do not seem to mind. I said newborns, because once the little ones develop teeth, for the mothers, it is a different story. How each mother handles it is unique.No doubt the sight of newborns feeding would be a joy to all breeders of their favorite animals. In my case, it was the breeding of Shetland Sheepdog bitches. My experience is small; there are many breeders out there with a vast amount of knowledge and experience in that particular area.I support breeders who are wise in their business practices. Those I have known are responsible members of their communities--as they wish their dogs to be. There is a lot to be said, however, for the many animals already in shelters who need homes. More and more I have come to believe their needs must be addressed. The fault, I believe, lies with irresponsible citizens, who get dogs without a long-term plan in caring for them. Thus, helpless animals are thrust upon society's resources. It was partly these irresponsible people who turned me off breeding. One cannot be in control of where puppies go. One needs the wisdom of Solomon to read people, and I did not have it.Support good breeders, by all means, but take a look in at the shelters. You may just find the love of your life there.There are many animal shelters, even ones specific to a breed. I know of two shelters south and east of me, where abandoned animals of all stripes are taken in. These places are not hard to find, nor are the abandoned animals in registered sites, where the kill rate is alarming. As one shelter lady said to me, when I rescued some abandoned feral cats in my area, 'Feed them; they are God's creatures.' She even offered to give me food. No one is supporting her financially. Here is another place we can help. The goodness of the heart does not fill the stomachs of these many dogs, cats, etc. Wild animals belong in the wild, but domestic animals do not.I hope we can do our part to support animals wherever there is a need. Rescue an abandoned dog or cat, rather than purchase it from a shop or puppy mill.

Raccoons and Their Supposed Invasions into My Roof

I need to bring you up to date on my Raccoons. I wrote questioning whether Raccoons had invaded my attic. Friends came to check. One was a young construction worker who gladly scrambled up onto my roof, the other a close friend who has rebuilt his house. They looked, and looked, and looked, and found no access. No hole was large enough to allow a Raccoon to enter.All very well, said I, but they were there. I heard them above my head, scrambling and vociferating. I know those sounds from the time Raccoons lived for some months under my house. The men looked at me a little strangely. It was a puzzle. No access. I did not doubt what I heard, and was a little nervous about their return. If they came looking for a breeding area the female was already pregnant. That meant they would return, in my way of thinking. Yet, how did they get in? The only thing the men found were mouse droppings, which was no surprise. In a huge attic, mice could easily find a small hole somewhere--but a big one?I worried it in my mind, and called a professional exterminator. He would know that breeding Raccoons were protected by government law. This man found the same thing--no access. What do you people think of that? What would you do? Have you had a similar experience? I had been certain my roof was tight.At my insistence the man looked further. It was possible the Raccoons found a way somewhere down below. (They cannot get into the crawl spaces, so if they found a way down there, why would they not stay like before?) He said they might have found some entrance to crawl into the walls of the older house, and make their way up to and between layers of protection, to "under" the roof above my head. There is a tar and gravel roof left by the builder above which he put the roof trusses. They stayed only a matter of five minutes, so they must have decided it would be too difficult for their "kits" when they had to lead them out.The man looked still further and found a small brown trail in the snow leading to the old shed next door. An appropriate larger hole gaped in the wall near the roof. An old, downed tree root made easy access to crawl up the old wall of the shed.I feel a tremendous relief. They were settled there, no doubt sleeping while we trampled below. My roof was safe--at least for now. They may visit next year--but that is Next Year.

Love and Loyalty in Training Dogs

Much has been written about Positive and Negative reinforcement in dog training, so I mean to speak only of my experiences.I took a number of puppies through basic Novice obedience courses. It is the owner who must take his or her own dog through these trials, and it is the owner who must be trained. Of course the puppies (and dogs) learn along the way.What I did come across in obedience training was negative reinforcement. For example, I had to pinch my dog's ear, causing her pain, before she would take the dumbell. It truly disturbed me. Our Sheltie club joined with a sister club to invite a special dog trainer as a visiting speaker. He trained dogs for police work, bomb, and drug sniffing, etc. What startled me was his statement that he could train a dog for sixteen hours, (my memory is a bit vague here) without treats, and the dog wanted to go on. My eyes were opened. I never again used negative reinforcement.It is pleasant to see a dog walking beside its owner with no leash, ignoring everyone around it but its owner. It is true some dogs are more easily trained than others, but it is a joy to see such a responsible dog and owner knowing the work behind it.I imagine many are aware that to take a dog through trials, it must be registered, in Canada by the Canadian Kennel Club, and in the U.S. by the American Kennel Club. Some clubs offer a basic obedience class for mixed breeds. The Novice classes include Basic obedience and Companion Dog (CD), the Open class, Companion Dog Excellent, (CDX), and the Utility class (UD). The latter dogs are used in movies and television, for instance. There are many other specialized degrees and training.A wonderful poet named Anonymous wrote, "You can't buy loyalty, they say. I bought it, though the other day. You can't buy friendship tried and true. Well, just the same, I bought that too..." The poem is used by most dog breeders, so you can find the rest of it on any breeder's site. Some may think the words trite, but I have found them certainly true. The reason I mention this poem is because of the following.I took a favorite female dog through her CD degree. At the time, I belonged to a local woman's group who looked for interesting items for their meetings. I was asked to talk on my dog since they knew I bred dogs, and because we met in a hall and not a restaurant, I was able to bring my 'girl' along. I had her sitting on a small table, high enough so that all of the one hundred plus women could see her. I was in the midst of quoting the above poem, when unconsciously I put out my hand and touched her head. She looked up at me with adoring eyes, and the whole room let out a collective sigh. I promptly forgot the words to the poem, and had to think hard to get back on track. I will never forget that incident, or my darling Katya, although I took her to other gatherings, putting her through her paces.My favorite dog quote is by H. L. Mencken. "Living with a dog is easy, like living with an idealist." You are the most important person in their world. It is humbling. May we be worthy of their charge