to kill or not to kill? that is the question.

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Instead of killing Mosquitoes in a pond, just add fish and more frogs and instead of killing more life you are changing the problem into a solution, and thus creating more life while getting rid of excess nuisance. Do you think you have a roach problem? Nope, just a chicken deficiency. Lol study permaculture design and with that system of design its about creating more life, not killing.

People like to live apart from nature and that creates an imbalance in the system and nature wants to be integrated in evey aspect of our lives. Pests/pollution is a surplus of any thing, and aren't good or bad. It is what you do with it that makes it feel that way.

Anyways, I'm done with my permaculture philosophy rant.

A couple of posts ago I mentioned the pond in my backyard. The javelina started it by digging dirt out around the water dish, and we began calling it "Javie Hollow." After a while it got bigger. We have a great well, and I let the water drip into the water dish throughout the very hot summer for the animals (whose local watering hole was built over by some developers). So Javie Hollow became a tiny pond.

My partner was worried about mosquitoes around the pond, which we occasionally get in our area. But the opposite came true. Frogs were attracted to the water, and they spawned in the little pond. We heard them singing at night, and it was so beautiful, calling to a mate. I had the sensation that the frogs were "singing" their progeny alive. We have had NO mosquitoes at all. What we do have are the cutest tiny frogs hiding under rocks.

Diana

Suppose you're scorpio like me. Many years ago on a Greek island i also took al glass and a sheet of paper and moved a scorpion out of the house while everybody else fled outside...also remember when i was 3 years old in my Old folks garden in Marseille where i heard the "grenouilles" croak in a little pond.

The other day i had the privilege of rescuing a sparrow-hawk that had crashed into our window at the summer house. He was lying up-side down peddling his claws like a baby. As i turned him around he just kept ending up on his back. I picked him up and had a beautiful moment looking into his wild yellow eyes.

After talking to a wildlife care taker who told me to kill him!? I called a person that happened to have a lot of contacts and found a man who drove 14 Swedish miles to catch up the bird. He advised me to put him in a box with holes and then into a wardrobe for several hours since he had a concussion. Nothing was broken though and after 4 days the hawk had been feeded small birds that had crashed into the rescuers window....a Black-bird my favourite one, and so he finally flew away...