Pages tagged with Pond

Dad called a meeting with all team members. He explained to the team that they were all needed around the clock. Dad passed out assignments and told the team to be ready first thing in the morning. Milly was going to be at the entrance to the park. Clarissa and Katie had decided t...
It's Thursday morning and Max is eager to start the day. On Monday he is leaving for the farm to be with Danielle. It doesn't give him much time. He's made a lot of good friends during these trying times and he wants them to continue to be part of his life. There's Miss Renee, Bobby...
It seems that everywhere I visit has a large body of water close to hand. It is almost enough to make folks think that I am deliberately going to places where there is water.
This little poem tells you what exist around you, but you may not wish to see or may be too busy making a living to spend time thinking about the issues.
The love between a boy and his grandfather leaves a lasting memory.
February is more than a month on the calendar; it is a time and place to be remembered. Look long into those frozen fields of yesterday and you will find it there.....
That was quite some reflection on the past Kevin just did, and he closes his journal. Good heavens, such a lot has happened in life. And it's not over yet, but right now he can see the sun over in the West setting as it does, while the sound of the Night Train can already be faintly...
Here are some basic steps to clean a liner pond. If you are enterprising and energetic, you will have a great time cleaning your pond! It is fun, but hard work, and you will need to take great care in handling of your fish in this process to ensure their health. Prepare well, and c...
Pink colur lake in in western part of Austrialia, the lake is called as Hillier lake, which is pink in colour.
Deep in a dark woods a dirty pool of water and the quietness of the woods give the place a scary look. But all changes when the sun shines.
When I visited Vancouver's Stanley Park we saw lots of wonderful wildlife, however some of the animals we saw were not native to the area. The turtles in Lost Lagoon are native to the southern United States.
A museum and aquarium in one where you can enjoy with your five senses the authentic account with the underworld. It is a place that made the first successful water tank breeding of saury in the world.
Plans are afoot to create a million UK ponds, in an effort to protect many endangered species.
This poem of two cranes trying to save a tortoise is based on a story of Mr. Vishnu Sharma’s ‘Pancha Tantra’
These are two simple puzzle poems on birds and butterflies: for children.
A poem about a golden carp that was stolen from my garden pond yesterday. All my family are of course a little upset.
A short poem about feeding the birds and why I enjoy it every day, and of course nature as a whole,
Spring returns our child-like wonder refreshed and renewed...
With each chime of Sunday's church bells spring grows even closer, echoing through the village and my heart...
Come and walk with me in the Darwin Forest which is in the heart of the Peak District in Derbyshire UK. We will then go to Bakewell for a tea and cake and finish our day down by the river Wye...
Pearls are different from gemstones in many ways. For example, pearls come from beneath water, whereas gemstones come from beneath the earth.
We are staying in a world where daily different buildings and other things are coming up regularly with different plans and ponds been availability with empty land has no chance to hide,they are constructed immediately with some good buildings for office use.....
There are moments of sacred like importance which permeate your memory with long lasting ripples. These moments are the golden epiphanies of meaningful, sane and sometimes unsaid words in the presence of the sacredness of love.
a short poem about a lonely old toad that is made fun of by the tadpoles and fish in the pond
This is the introductory story from my "Dolly Ducktail" series of stories for the young
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