We’ve been here a week waiting to see what a typical day would be like and haven’t yet found it – each one is different. We were Wwoof virgins ten days ago – as far as we were concerned a woof was something that you heard from a dog, but one week at Andy and [...]
Posts from ‘August, 2009’
Progress on the Steps
More steps have been brightened with mosaics. Mais passos foram iluminados com mosaicos.
Bottled Tomatoes / Tomates Engarrafados
We been eating all the veg from the garden – cooking for up to 15 people some nights. Fomos comer todos os legumes da horta – cozinhar para até 15 pessoas em algumas noites. Today, Serena and Pandora (yes, more wwoofers!) are bottling a huge basket of tomatoes that I picked from the garden. Hoje, [...]
Kitchen Floor Finished
We finally have the kitchen floor tiled and grouted, thanks to helen and Paul who did the last of it for us. Finalmente temos o chão da cozinha de azulejos, graças a Helena e Paulo, que fez o último para nós.
And It Was all Yellow!
Helen and Paul have been limewashing one of the upstairs rooms – with yellow pigment. Helen e Paul foram pintar um dos quartos no andar de cima – com cal e pigmento amarelo.
Mosaic Steps
Paul and Ella and Alice have been mosaic-ing the risers on the steps beside the house, each one different. Paul e Ella e Alice foram criando mosiacs nos tirantes na escadaria ao lado da casa, cada um diferente. I think they will look amazing when all the risers are all done. Eu acho que eles [...]
New Chicken Pen
Last week we built a new cage, where small chicks will be safe from foxes. Na semana passada nós construímos uma nova gaiola, onde os pintos pequenos estarão a salvo de raposas. The fence is cemented into the ground so foxes cannot dig under it. A cerca é cimentada no chão para que as raposas [...]
We’ve Made Our Bed – Let’s Lie In It (It’s Comfrey)
Once upon a time there were three wwoofers and a host who wanted more than anything in the world to have a new bed to grow big and strong comfrey plants. So they set out one cloudy Monday morning, with their forks and spades, down the garden path, past the pond and into the realms [...]
I’m a wwoofer get me out of here
It’s hot. It’s sweaty. There are flies. We have to work had to earn our bread. Andy rants. We cry for mercy. There is a cage for naughty wwoofers and bramble bushes for the ultimate scratchy punishment. There is horse shit to shovel and hills to climb and beasts to ride. And we get made [...]
