Our North Pond

Living in the country (as in Manon de la Source), one always worries about water (where it comes from and where it goes). We don't have a creek (groan) and we live on the top of a hill (actually a drumlin scraped out by the glaciers as they retreated from Lake Ontario more than a few years ago). But our hilltop is very swampy in the spring so we excavated a couple of ponds to trap this water for the dry summer days. The north pond was at one time the larger of the two. Here Merike's daughter Paula (taking a day off from her Toronto film production work to visit us in the country) is trying out our raft.

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