My World Tuesday XLIX

Fall is upon us. The bulrushes are good to go. Aboriginal peoples used them for all sorts of things, the fuzz absorbs moisture.
But all was not well in the rest of the pond.

This is the before:

Here is the pond on Aug. 13, after 6 weeks that brought us lovely evening showers quite regularly.

Here is the 'after'.

That masked bandit again... frog pond ripped apart.

The beautiful water hyacinth torn out, the weeds that put oxygen back into the muddy pond water - all floating useless on the top of the water.

I know it was the raccoons, raccoon poop all over the rocks where they sat and munched. (No photos of that :-)

I ended up transplanting them else where. I know they will grow back. Like the First Nations, who lived 50 years in a settlement and then moved on, these bandits won't likely raid the pond again. I hope. Like the First Nations encampments, they left the long houses the land it regenerated, renewed itself, and the cycle of life continued.

I visited an excavated site once near Prescott. From the ROM: Ontario Iroquoians are made up of three groups: the Huron, the Petun and the Neutral. The Iroquoian peoples lived in the southern part of Ontario, and had a culture similar to the Iroquois of New York state.

The tadpoles must have been startled. Here is one is a near-by creek.

This big guy didn't seem happy with the situation, either. He moved right out of the pond. He wasn't going to be anyone's dinner!

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