My friend Dave Milne has built a small pool, as part of a water feature in his yard. He has been after me to bring him a waterlily from my pond, and since it was such a nice day yesterday, I decided to get my feet into the muck and do it.
Luckily I found some bog arums floating within reach of the shore, so I easily grabbed a couple of them which I put into a bucket of water. I actually had to wade into the water to get a waterlily, since they grew further out from the bank, but fortunately, I found one smaller plant which was growing in shallow water near the shoreline.
When I stepped into the water, I was surprised how mucky and soft the bottom was, all full of soft mud and decaying plant material. Immediately the crystal clear water clouded as I stirred up mud from the bottom. I reached down with my hands, feeling my way through the cold muck underneath the lily to make sure that I got enough of the plant so it would survive. Of course, that muddy pond smell stuck with me even after I got back out of the water.
This activity (and smell) brought back a lot of memories for me. When I first had my pond built, which I did to provide habitat for wildlife, I was eager to get a lot of native water plants established in it. I visited a lot of local lakes and waded out into the water to collect aquatic plants, bring them home, then wade out into my pond to plant them. I am pleased at how well they have adapted and multiplied in my pond.
I put the waterlily into the bucket with the bog arum, and last night we drove the plants over to Milne’s. I hope they will like their new home and thrive.
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