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The old house in Galesburg with its stately lines and 19th century glory (and problems) had no backyard with any features when we bought it.  Conceived in ignorance and maintained with flagging strength and decreased motivation, it ended up with three ponds, massive flower beds and was truly something to wonder (and wander) at.

                                  

Birdbath, a unique fence, annuals, perennials, and bushes of every time and flavor.


Cobblestones guided your journey.



A cement park bench to sit and gaze.


The pond deck built by me and the huge deep pond dug by me as well.  I may have had a little help but since its my story, I did most of the work.  Hidden beneath the decking steps was the filtering system that had to be cleaned every 2nd or 3rd week.  The filter was built by Dave Makeever, Harley rider and neighbor extraordinaire.


Even with its hassle, this was a paradise.  You can see the pergola covering the back patio.  Man oh man, we sure put a lot of time, money and pleasant hours in the back yard. 

Cleaning the filter.


Our beautiful koi, especially Gus...hungry Gus.  The frogs that would come to mate with their deafening noise in the Spring were welcomed by me, but not so appreciated by others in the family.

It was here that Missy saw the moon one evening and barked her little head off.  It never happened again, but for that one time it sure was funny.  It was the only time she ever looked up I guess.

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