grossness
My David spent a couple of days cleaning out our pitiful nasty little pond. The water has been green for a year, and since winter has become as thick as sewer sludge (so thick that the pump doesn’t pump it). Smells just about as good, too.
Needless to say, we haven’t been too excited about clearing it – but it’s that time of year. I was all for paying someone to do it – we don’t have a lot of time and I would rather clean the house than fool with something foul in the back yard – but my frugal David wanted to do it himself.
So I told him, “Have at it.”
Here he is after phase one – and yes, that’s some SERIOUS nastiness on his hands:
