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Man cleaned out the pond where the birds like to play in the fountain. I could see why. The birds hadn't been around lately because it was full of smelly old leaves. We watched him dip big plastic buckets into the pond, take out the bad water and put it all over the garden. Then he carried buckets of fresh water and he filled it up again. I could hear the birds talking about it. I think they were pleased. They certainly came out to play later on in the clean water.