Of COURSE I couldn’t just BUY a ready-made fountain.
NOooo, THAT would be too EASY! I had to:
buy a few concrete urns from Lowe’s,
load and unload them myself [husband has back fractures],
drag them into the backyard,
decide that no way of stacking them looked right,
then trek to Nicholasville and get the urn you see here.
Then I had to paint it blue.
Then stack it atop a square planter, atop a concrete paver slab, to get it the right height and to be able to fit the tubing underneath.
Then I had to thread the tubing through the whole stack [harder than it looks — the urn alone weighs at least 75 pounds].
Then I had to take it apart, un-thread the twisted tubing, put it back together, and re-thread new tubing . . . .
It’s taken me since last YEAR. But I’ve made one juvenile robin so far very happy. (I put a false floor inside the urn to make it shallow enough for birds not to drown in it).