It's replacing the pond which never quite worked out for us the way we wanted. So, that's been emptied and will become the home for a nice tree or something. 
It burbles away happily, not spilling any water due to it's clever design and needing a lot less water to keep it going too. Not having fish is a disappointment but we just couldn't keep the buggers alive, and I'm not of a mind to continually murder fish just so I can have some. 
So, well have quite water instead.
And here she was just the other day, with a brand new flower to show she likes the new accommodations.
The bucket does not do her justice but a beautiful pot is being prepared for her. These things take time and we weren't expecting a waterlily to come and live at our house. 
She is our deity-parent gift (we gave the boykin a purple elephant, almost as big as he, as I could not find a toy Ganesha anywhere). She was to be a lotus but .... thank goodness one could not be found, I don't think we've room for anything quite that big.
Try looking at his teeny green singlet.
we got 3, plus 3 water snails and an enormous mouse toy for Ping, as big as her head, go see her do acrobatics with it.
when we knew we had fish but could only see them when the came to the top.
a week later and you can see all the way to the bottom. So that's what fish do during the day.
And this is what came out. 
Yuck, the bebe eggplants were the recipients of this brew, hope they enjoy it.
way too much alga, couldn't see a thing and we'd read it wasn't doing the fish any good either. Mr Brown said he'd get a UV filter "just a little thing, it hangs down the side" he said. "right you are then, off you go, bring back one of those UV doovies, make it so".
having spent 400 freaking dollars! I objected, quite violently, called it ugly, too big and too fucking expensive - arms were waved, things were said in the heat of the moment, a rash watch purchase was mentioned. Sigh.
It's reasonably well hidden. I am mildly placated since he promises it means we can have more fish and that the putrid stuff we, no HE, will be pumping out of the tub is very good for the garden.
I guess we'll stick together for a bit longer.
so we brought 4 home (after eating what had to be the worst laksa in eating memory in Chinatown, never again). And we popped them, bag and all in the pond, 
waited a bit 
and then slipped them into their new, big, home. 
They seem to have settled in rather well, 
and appear to quite like our plant choices. 
So, there you have it. A fish pond.
After washing all sorts of sandy crap off 
the 20kg of "clean" stones we bought for the bottom. 
Once filled, Mr Brown cunningly developed a wire system by which the bebe water plants 
can be slowly lowered to the bottom of the pond as they grow. 
They'll eventually sit at the bottom providing oxygen, 
food and hiding opportunities for fishies. Mr Brown broke my heart by informing me I can't rush off and buy the fishies tomorrow, I've got to wait until NEXT weekend. I'm gutted. 
Speaking of guts, doesn't this eerily opalescent stuff look revoltingly like something you'd find at the back of a butcher shop? Tres useful though, it sucks the water from the bottom of the pond up to the $7.50 pump 
(still can't believe that wee bargain) and out the top, making a very pleasant tinkly water sound.
And then it rained.
Mr Brown finished the plugging up process with some sticky white stuff 
(after performing a highly technical manoeuvre with a nail). 
And planting a new salvia, to make up for all the stuff we hacked away last weekend. 
We also bought a tiny pump for $7.50 (twas on a pallet at Bunnings, it's a better woman than I that could resist such a bargain. Mr Brown's already tested it in the sink, works!), It came with a hideous frog but Mr Brown can tweak it so we don't need that. And now we wait till NEXT weekend. 
And clearing a space for it amongst the salvia. 
And, after raiding the old brick stash at the side of the house (nice crop of moss we have there too), 
building it a little platform (nice calves for an old bloke, eh?). 
And moving it in (didn't lose a single toe). 
Then, it rained.
set to become the Brown-Mouse fishpond. It has a couple of holes in the bottom which are just right, Mr Brown says, for the pump (he's done this sort of thing before, he's a VERY handy man). Then in will go some fish & a waterlily or two (if needs must I'll cheat on the compact thing for the fish, I'm not entirely sure where I'd get some recycled fish, other than birdpoo!)
How big is it you ask? Well, it's big enough for me (a not insubstantial mouse) to fit inside. I was tempted to ask Mr Brown to man-handle it into the smallest bathroom in the inner-west, so I could use it for a bath, but no, best not.
It's blue because we like blue and it will go with some other blue pots scattered about the garden. Perhaps we were satin bower birds in a former life.
Oh and look at what 20 moths of not getting a haircut gets you - 
a jaunty pigtail!
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I'd say no.
