The purpose of the gardening features on this site
is to encourage anyone who might make their way here,
to put away the technology toys, get up from the television,
rise from the dead, and venture out to the type of meaningful life
that was common in the Age before the curse of the home computer.
Similarly with nishikigoi and the pond –
It is of course preferable
to have a Wakishimizu or Nexus filtration system maintaining
a pond of 3,000 gallons or more – sheer luxury:
but the average tender-hearted, caring gardener
who would appreciate, and put effort into the care of,
nishikigoi in their garden
cannot afford the expense of any such thing.
A few fish – properly cared for every single day,
can have a happy home, and will provide happiness
and contentment to any appreciative owner …
and it is for such people that I present these thoughts
on the garden … and on the pond.
This is Getsumei – I named him because his platinum colour
beneath the shade of the tree canopy, makes him appear
as though he is perpetually being lit by moonlight.
When he came to live here, he had only been off the airplane
for less than 24 hours (I brought him home in his “Live Fish”
styrofoam box complete with Airport Transit Stickers,
and I had been imagining that he came (prior to his journey)
right from a pond (eating whatever he could find off plants)
as he seemed utterly unfamiliar
with eating either flake food or pellets
that were on the water’s surface.
I had to hold the flakes under water until saturated,
and then let them drift down in front of him.
I was overcome with emotion to actually see
that he had to watch the other fish to ‘get the idea’ –
even then, to see his efforts in
approaching the flake of food,
and seemingly expecting it to come to him
when he would begin to ‘mouth’ the water
from three-to-four inches away …
… it took him two days before realising
that you have to go Right Up To the piece of food,
and THEN do the mouth action
to make it go inside.
He was ‘out of place’ in the pond, just as I am
out of place in the 21st century,
and I certainly have a ‘soft spot’ for him.