Stu's View from the Loo

Mon, 08/13/2012 - 13:11 — Compost Stu

There’s a wispy mist billowing out of the nearby dam / frog pond that is home to many a frog and wading bird alike. This morning there is a Heron strutting its way around the edges, taking the tasty morsels and deep throat waggling them all the way down its gullet. It’s all a bit surreal and in the early morning light, I imagine a hand holding a cleaver raising from the depths. The ethereal spirit of the frogpond, eternally green and covered in slime moulds and algae, has decided to offer me a solution to the cane toads that have appeared since I slashed my property a few weeks ago.



Stu's View from the Loo

Mon, 08/13/2012 - 13:10 — Compost Stu

The sound of rushing water cascading down through bluestone boulders fills my ears. Frogs have become raucous, roistering in their efforts to out croak each other and romp riotously through the night. It’s an orgy out there, water brings life, and life starts with sex. I’ve created numerous little shallow frog ponds on my place, in order to surround myself with sex and life. From little frogs big things grow. They are the engine room of my re-generating ecology. Since I have no cows and long over grown pasture, the toads (that can’t jump high) have not really established themselves here.



Julies sawdust box

Sun, 04/01/2012 - 11:00 — Compost Stu
Julies sawdust box


Julies loo rear view

Sun, 04/01/2012 - 10:56 — Compost Stu
Julies loo rear view


Julies Loo front view

Sun, 04/01/2012 - 10:55 — Compost Stu
Julies Loo front view

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