After finishing with the bees today, I took Fionny with me to check on the pond. I’ve been using pond treatments — friendly bacteria that eat up the floating vegetation and the black muck that forms on the bottom — and it has made a big difference in the visibility and freshness. (Without it, the pond was getting a distinct musty smell that had me a little worried.)
As I wound my way around the pond I could actually see a bluegill waiting across the water by the bench where I toss them fish food pellets. By the time I reached the bench, a large coalition had formed in anticipation of a snack. I just couldn’t believe the water was clear enough to see the whole crowd. Maybe they could see me better, as well.
If you look closely, you will see the bass who swim from side to side in schools with the long stripes down their backs. The bluegills are less shy and stand-offish and they face me directly with their lips pursed, waiting for a treat to be dropped into their open mouths. If the pond were murkier I would have missed the show.