If you go down to our pond today
You’re in for a little surprise
Even us volunteers don’t quite believe our eyes
Miss Burgundy Acer spreads her wings
And the tadpoles chase each other around
Bluebells, king cups and snowdrops came and went
Their energy for another year spent.
It was cold, it was wet…and jolly hard work
But sit on the bench, coffee in hand
The renovated dream before you
And all the agony of creation is forgotten!
by Lyn Vipond
