Wash day
Tuesday, January 18th, 2011Yesterday I did the laundry. I put the laundry in the washing machine, added laundry liquid, switched it on, and went away while it did its thing.
And was almost insanely pleased with myself.

Yesterday I did the laundry. I put the laundry in the washing machine, added laundry liquid, switched it on, and went away while it did its thing.
And was almost insanely pleased with myself.

It’s been raining, so work is inevitably progressing at a slower pace than I’d like given the urgency in getting the yurt dried out. A couple of days’ work now has the stove stripped down, rust removed, corroded and sheared bolts replaced, and reassembled and tested.

It goes! With no leaks.
No longer just the dulcet and idiosyncratically erratic tones of Benfeita’s church bells to wake us in the morning. It’s crazy buzzing 2 strokes revving around the valleys from first light. Some unseasonal downpours have meant that everything is growing with amazing vigour and terraces that were cleaned only a few weeks ago are having to be done again already. As for terraces that were last cleaned in April, well …

I have to return to the UK now after this all-too-brief visit. Here are some images I’ll be keeping in my head as well as on this blog.

Young oaks silhouetted by the rising sun. (There are almost as many oaks as fruit trees here.)