I could do with the cloisters right now, somewhere peaceful, serene and sheltered. Our life has been so full of surprises ever since we returned home, that we could be forgiven for feeling a little nostalgic for the certainty of travel! Everything on the trip happened the way it was planned but of course real life is not like that.
This weekend we should be far away in Sydney, having dinner with friends, attending a concert, spending an afternoon on a boat …. but no, our worm-farm composting toilet system (Dowmus) has stopped draining and cannot be used. Life without modern plumbing is fine when you are camping, but it is very strange in your everyday home. We have a ‘thunderbox’ to get by with, and bowls for washing in, a large trug tub to shower in, and all the waste water has to be carried outside. Meanwhile we are digging out the tank, a huge job that will take days. We have started the process of changing to a new system (a Wisconsin Mound) that will be more reliable.
I would have returned to the blog earlier but I became very sick last week after an earlier tick bite. The culprit was an Australian Paralysis Tick, common here in all of its stages. This large one had only just taken hold, just near my belly button, when I removed it. There was inflammation and swelling over a wide area for days, then it subsided. However a week later I began having violent headaches, then terrible fatigue and pain all over my body. Whatever had entered my blood stream from the tick bite had created a toxic reaction. Our wise woman herbalist reassured me that it was tick poisoning, which she says they now treat like snake bite. With her herbs I am recovering quickly, but I really did not need rain, mud, and digging out a sewerage treatment tank as well!
Just a short rest in the cloisters please …….