The Rock....a simple fountain story

One day 17 years ago I carried (very slowly) this rock up a giant hill.  I found it down by the creek below our house.  I loved that it had a little indent in it.   Did I mention that I collect rocks?

Some years I had flowers tucked in the center. 

Other years I'd have a shallow pool of water for butterflies to stop by for a drink and a rest.

This year, Dino asked if he could have the rock.  I him-hawed around a bit but finally agreed. 

While making breakfast a few weekends ago, he carried the rock past me in the kitchen and down into our basement.  By the time we were ready to eat, this is what he made.  What a pleasant surprise!

Dino drilled a hole right through that rock and fished a tube down the center.  He connected the tube to a very cheap pump someone gave us.

The tiny prefab pond was already there.  All Dino had to do was take our old grill grate, support it with a piece of treated lumber and placed it over the pond.   Then he set that big rock on the grate and hid the rest of it with smaller rocks.  Plugged it in and taadaa!  A new fountain.

It's in a perfect spot right off our back porch, which is where we eat every meal in the summer.  I can even hear it from my kitchen.  I love it so much!

And so do these guys. 

 The end.