We let our pond drain over the winter; no pumping water for hours upon hours every day to keep it full. In March, hubs shook out more huge sacks of bentonite clay onto the edges to help seal it better.
While the water level was low, he also constructed a dock, planting metal posts in the dry part of the pond bottom. The pond well became active again and day by day the water level rose to the bottom of the overflow tunnel pipe.
Finally, a craigslist diving board was attached, and the swimming this summer has been an almost daily hit!
Also in March, hubs dug a trench through the barren garden to bring electricity to the lamp post light. This was a much deferred job, due to the nature of the end result (purely atmosphere), so he deserves grandiose applause for his selfless efforts.
March also brought the prevailing spring winds of the Kansas plains, tormenting me as I hung multiple loads of laundry outside. I suddenly came to an understanding of why some people think Kansas weather is awful and certainly would never live here. Upon relating this (quite dogmatically) to hubs, he kindly began to build a windbreak fence to shelter my legs from pelting sand and to allow the garden reprieve from blustery gusts.
Phew! Sometimes drastic measures get the quickest results!
Incidentally, my big brother and dad finished up the fence in short order and, as a bonus, I now have a new, closer-to-the-washing machine, clothesline!