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Finally,
the compost loo is beginning to take shape. Now I just have to put on
a roof. I thought to use old clay roof tiles as we have a few left
from what was a ruin (which is now our tin-roofed shack). They work
really well and are easy to put up. No need for insulation or
ventilation in this little room as it will be cool and airy anyway.
Just have to fix a few rafters and ripas.
I
am beginning to pave the front bit with flat stones that I find on my
walks and when I am digging in the garden. There are quite a lot in
one part of the garden which must have been the floor of a house a
long time ago. I find it very humbling when I dig through old
foundations, to find so little left of the previous dwellers. The odd
bit of broken clay pot and little else. No old shoes, or plastic
anything.
I
have planted a couple of vines and a scented jasmine-type climber
beside the poles in the hope they will grow and create beautiful
shade in the summer, and where I have been digging the clay for the
building there is a hole which I have decided will become a small
pond. I hope the sun will reflect off the water and shine onto the
walls of the studio.
Unfortunately,
it started to rain yesterday, while I was still in bed, and the sound
of it drove me down to the site to cover the new walls in some
plastic. In my pijamas and rubber cloggy things. I slipped. Did
something very painful to my left wrist. I managed to stagger back up
to the house and be rather
pathetic. So no work for a few days. It stopped raining soon after I
got back up, and it always sounds worse than it is on the tin
roof.... It's not easy being patient. I can't even crochet! Or
drive!!
I
am glad for a bit of rain as I have already begun watering the young
plants and mulching with straw. There has been a very drying, cold
wind for a long time, but now all the fruit trees are bursting into
flower and the birds are getting busy. I have been giving the fruit
trees a bucket of well rotted compost each to give them strength. The
home made compost is beautiful stuff. I just love this happy season
of chaotic abundance.
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