People who are acquainted with me and my husband know that we are quite fond of gardens. For those that don’t know us, I must confess that we (or is it just him?) are also a bit…well…ambitious. You know the phrase “go big or go home”? Sometimes I think we invented that phrase.
Nearly ten years ago, my adoring husband with the aid of his trusty Kubota, took down a large, somewhat problematic tree behind our house. The removal of the tree and its massive root ball left us with a rather unsightly, gaping hole. Ever the visionary (and enjoyer of manly projects), my husband had the brilliant idea to construct a pond/rock garden where the tree had previously stood. But in typical “go big or go home” fashion, the project did not end there. For one pond quickly became two. Then three. Then four. What we have today, nearly a decade later, are three smaller ponds that connect via rocky streams into a larger pond. What my husband has built is quite extraordinary. I’m a lucky lady, indeed.