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I am an East Coast expatriate hiding out in the Midwest...

I am an urban gal living in the suburbs and occasionally hiding in the country

I am a yoga practitioner, fitness enthusiast, believer in the mind-body-spirit connection...

I am a mid-life "revert" to the Roman Catholic faith in which I was raised and which has become an enormous source of support, encouragement, inspiration, and joy in my life...

I am a mom, sister, daughter, and wife...

I am an explorer; adventurous and curious about the world and people around me...

I am educated in the formal sense but I gain insight through everyday living...

I created this blog at a time of great fear and apprehension in my life. I chose to sustain it because of the discoveries about myself and the world around me that it has revealed.



What you can expect to find here:
  • the documentation of a love-hate relationship with the greater Philadelphia area
  • reminiscing about the good-ole-days (the 80's!)
  • complaints about my various ailments and injuries, both real and imagined
  • pictures and stories of gardening, decorating, shopping, sewing
  • my love of irony
  • links to kooky news stories
  • way too much scatological musing for sane people


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    Monday, March 26, 2007
    The Happy Trio

    I spent almost all fo this glorious 70+ degree day outside fiddling around in the pond. "Fiddling" as in cleaning, adding plants, scooping out dead tadpoles...

    Yeah, two of the "newbies" I added last week didn't make it.

    But I made an incredible discovery: a bullfrog tadpole that I put in the pond at the beginning of the fall survived the winter and came out of his hiding/hibernation place under a pile of decaying leaves at the bottom of the pond. This dude is HUGE. Actually he's almost horrifically scary - think of a big snake head with a thin, fish-like tail and that's pretty close to what I have swimming around, sucking algae off the plants and rocks. Two of the new tads are still alive and scuttling about, and of course my lone but gorgeous goldfish thiks she's queen of the pond.

    But she isn't alone...

    Apparently she had just enough time with some fish I imported to the pond at the end of the summer last year to spawn. All of those pet store fish died. My large goldfish remained and stayed the winter. I noticed during a warm patch of weather we had in december that there was a tiny little grey guy swimming around - likely her offspring. Well "Pee Wee", as we call him, is still alive and is spending much of his time in the shallow parts fo the pond, scraping algae from rocks and pebbles.

    So the three swimmy survivors include a beautiful 6+inch long goldfish - she looks like a cross between a shubukin and a comet; a year-old bullfrog tad, who is starting to get leg buds, and a goldfish fry about 1" long. Also include inthe "survivor" category an uncountable number of japanese trapdoor snails of varing generations,  a multitude of seed-size common pond snails, and a decent amount of duckweek plants.

    I'm concerned that once the Big Tadpole (as we call him) morphs to carnivorous from algae-eater that my fish will be in danger. I just hope that there are enough insects flitting about the water's edge to distract him.


    Posted at 09:02 pm by brandy101

    Tammy
    March 31, 2007   10:58 PM PDT
     
    Sounds wonderful! I'm glad there were some survivors after the crazy, long winter!
    gtowngirl
    March 27, 2007   02:55 AM PDT
     
    Sounds like a perfectly glorious day. I used to have twelve acres and a pond. And I had visions of a park like refuge for all God's creatiures.

    We tried hard to keep it that way.

    But there's nothing I love more then tendiing to a garden.

    I get it from my grandfather who was a small town Jersey grocer and in later years tended a garden. I lived on tomato sandwiches for a good part of my childhood.

    Thanks for sharing.
     

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