Judy, who lived in the global model home with a portly golden retriever called Shasta. Seeing an earthship that was actually lived in was brilliant, a pleasure few of the interns would have experienced, it looked so much cosier than the rentals. She said she was growing a lot more edibles than her neighbours and was using her outdoor black water botanical cell to grow a lot of deciduous fruit trees and even a mini lawn for the dog. She was also trying to revegeatate the surrounding landscape with tough natives.she had installed shades to control the heat as even in winter it was too much for her plants. She had had a bug infestation and recently had to rip everything put including the soil, but now was growing a mango, lemon and olive tree amongst other things. It was lovely to see someone excited about their garden.
Jerry and I got really stuck into the bottle wall, slapping down the mortar without fiddling with it as the twins advised and went through barrows and barrows of bottles. I was good naturally accused of being a convict and Jerry happily seemed to take my bossing and teasing. Then we breezed back into earthship HQ to discover certificates and group photos had been handed out and taken without us, thanks guys. We didn’t miss out on pizza though, everyone piled into cars to head to happy hour. This time the owner was hovering around and suddenly all the bad reviews began making sense, he was a right piece of work, but once he left us alone the wait staff seemed even nicer than usual to make up for his grouchy presence. Spirits ran high for our last meal as a group, we wouldn’t see the majority of them again, there was a finality about it all. Then waving the big group adieu seven of us headed to the hot springs, it was much more pleasant with a small group and a lovely relaxing was to pass the evening chatting, a slow goodbye to my sweet earthship boys.
