A story for Christmas
These days, just before
Chritmas Claire was still busy In Amuura Garden with the Cinnamon
harvest.
Today she came back to Amuura
Homestay to prepare the traditional Christmas Stollen of Germany, to
bring a bit homecountry feeling into the tropical environment of Sri
Lanka.From her escape to Amuura Permaculture Garden, she wrote us a little review...
Staying
at
AMUURA
GARDEN
It
was the first time I stayed at AMUURA Garden over night and even for
5 nights in a row!
I
have no toilett, I have reduced electricity.
My
day is sceduled by the sun: I get up at morning break at about 5.30
am, we go into the cinnamon for cutting, I have some breakfast, the
workers who are really not rich people allways want to share their
meals with me, I start peeling until lunchtime, I have lunch, the
afternoon we work in the garden, thinking how we best intercrop our
vegetables, at 5 pm everybody slows down, we start cleaning, the
cinnamon is rolled and put to dry, everybody leaves, silence comes, I
take a shower in the midst of the garden overlooking the cinnamon and
the landscape, it feels so free and peacefull!
At
about 6.30 pm its nearly dark, I lit my oillamp, sitting upstairs in
the unfinished house overviewing the broad landscape falling into
dark. Only than I can decide myself to open the fucking pc and answer
emails and all this exhausting shit. I stop this work as quickly as
possible , I find it even too boring to look at films which I often
do when I have more elecricity and more civilisation around me. After
having a small dinner I go to bed at aout 8.30 pm . I immediatly fall
asleep not waking up with my brain turning problems which is so often
the case in Beruwala or Germany. If I wake up its only because I hear
the rain starting or the wind increasing. The feeling of theese
elements even gives me more confidence in my eyuilibred existance..
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