love it here non-reader,
I wanted to report at this point only briefly, saying no I'm not dead just shows anything away from civilization, without even semi-regular Internet access (which for some people is indeed very close to death ...) .'s why I've even now for not responding for some time and could, unfortunately, some contact obligations and promises not meet (Uli, I'm terribly sorry that I have not done a book I can write for the milestone!)
The WWOOF at the farm, from which I reported in my previous post, was very cool when it's hinhaut I want to farm and back again later. For the next time I have, however, reunited with Carrie.
We are currently working on the grounds of serious financial difficulties on a Orchard in Hastings and then run Apple Thinning. Translated this means something like "We are 8 hours a day plucking in the heat on the tree / on the head and small, immature apples from the trees so that the remaining fruit is bigger so can, and slowly go gaga total".
After two weeks of this activity now, now I can say: I hate apples. I hate leaves, I hate trees, but most of all, I hate apples.
hold, leading us to the simple Mannon, the rumkommt in this activity and the people with whom we work. We live namely directly with the Orchard in a depraved
How are you at home so? You hear so because of rumors of winter and snow - can not but agree well, right?