After trying to call taxis online and see how much it would cost to leave Little M Farm asap, there was a final confrontation with the farm's owner, Bernice, who scolded me like I was a naughty school girl who didn't obey her commands last night that breakfast was at 8 AM. I opened my eyes at 7:59 AM. Off to the compost toilet and to wash my face with freezing cold water, and put my shoes on, I decided to use the 4 x 6 outdoor kitchen to heat water, have instant coffee and some oats cooked in boiling tea water. I used the toilet and sat by the outdoor shed on a rusty chair to eat. I heard footsteps. It was Bernice yelling at me that was instructed breakfast was at 8 AM and they waiting until 815 AM for my arrival. I said, "Huw told me breakfast was at 8 AM and work begins 9 AM and it's only 830 AM Im ready for work" I had been awake most of the night with severe needles and pins in both arms and legs from attempting to sleep in a mummy bag - not a normal sleeping bag I had to pay 20 pounds for in order to stay at Little M. My upper half body didn't fit in it and I was freezing, again, in the shed.
Their accommodations were sleeping in a shed!!! It was built of OSB board - untreated - and had been sealed up since Easter. My lungs burned all night from the formaldehyde out gassing from the glue used to hold the particles together. This glue is carcinogenic.
With this woman scolding me again, I knew her mistreatment would escalate over the next 19 days. I had to escape but the driveway was filled with rough stones and very narrow. There was also 100's of horse flies everywhere. If I ever made it to the main road - which was a narrow lane with no shoulder or sidewalk, that I would still be stranded in Stitians with only a pub.
By the grace of God, I am now safely in Penzance - homeless - but free from the Little M Ranch.
The sun is shining and I am warm. God will be with me.
to be continued.
Wild Oddities of a Nature Woman is a down-to-earth blog that embraces Mother Nature and all living things in a gentle, sustainable way. Come take trips with me into the gardens, the seashore, greenbelt trails, wildflower meadows, on a sailboat, and into my kitchen. This summer, travel with me to the ancient county of Cornwall, UK as I volunteer on 3 organic farms in the place where my ancestors were born, lived, worked, and died.
Friday, June 22, 2018
Monday, June 18, 2018
June 12 2018 - Beautiful Farm Community of WOOFERS, volunteers, and Managers
I am still realizing how magnificent this place is 7 months later. I shall never forget any of you.
June 13 2018 - A Wednesday Farm day cleaning the chicken houses at Bosavern Community Farm.
Row covers of dinosaur kale, broad beans. 
June 14 2018 - a rainy day drying clothes indoorsday at the Bosavern Community Farm -
I decided to clean the kitchen and add a tablecloth and do all the dishes, vacuum.
June 16 2018 - Lovely Caitlin drove me to these magical places - Met her in the Farm Store
Saturday was my day off - in fact the day I was going to leave to stay in Penzance for 4 days for much needed rest. But I decided to stay at the farm and work.
I was offered a ride to make a farm delivery, and had a few stops along the way to give me a little down time and to see places outside the farm.
Cottage by Penberth Cove
Penzance - Mount Bay
Poldark filming.
I was offered a ride to make a farm delivery, and had a few stops along the way to give me a little down time and to see places outside the farm.
Cottage by Penberth Cove
Poldark episode filmed here in Penperth Cove.
Walking on the way to the Cove, we passed this grove of giant gunneras.
I had a very magical day with Caitlin. Those paths in the woods were amazing. The old manor house, The cove, Mousehole, Penzance, dinner, your beautiful garden and house, The Honeysuckle Cottage in Paul, just north of Mousehole. .
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