I'm sorry if I caused this discussion to stray too far away from the Pond Boss we come here for. Funny how a simple thing like a pond left me assaulted, unprotected by local authorities and threatened by a phone call "we have people that can take care of you." The sleepless nights from this were terrible at my age. Isn't it ironic that to end this problem I had to arm myself become and become a person I didn't want to be. Now back to taking photo's at the pond.
And I do have serenity now.
