Doing It Properly This Time

 We plan a pond.

Only this time I won't just be digging a hole in the grass (as I did back at the farm) and hoping for the best; this time we're going to use a proper liner and fill it with sand and gravel and aquatic plants.

There won't be any fish; the gulls would have them for breakfast. We could net it, I suppose, but I think that would look ugly....

As at the farm there will be iris...

Lily Pond

 Our next door neighbour had a pond. There were lilies and weed and fish. It was a very small pond. Concrete. Nestled in a nook with a rocky bank behind it.  The fish rose opened and closed their fishy mouth with an audible pop, pop, pop, then turned and went down into the depths. How deep? A foot or two, I suppose, but the water was thick and murky and it might just as well have been bottomless.

One winter the pond froze solid. No more fish. Our neighbour didn't have the heart to replace them. Next summer the aquatic plants were especially luxuriant

Portraits

 The pictures of people backed by pictures of themselves were produced using hotpot.ai. By way of experiment I entered a similar prompt at DreamCafe- and the results were very different. I don't prefer one to the other but I like the way DreamCafe has gone full-on Tudor and imitated the linearity and flat lighting of your average Elizabethan portrait...