A post all about WWOOFing (organic farming) in the Philippines, I spent some time there in 2011 and recommend this little slice of paradise to anyone.
I wake to the clear morning light of the dawn broken. The fresh breeze stirs many branches overhead. Giant black prehistoric looking ants patrol around my clock. In the roof space above, around 6 young kittens begin to meow in unison, like hungry baby birds, they fancy some breakfast. Looking through the windows, without glass, I can see cypress, acacia, ipil-ipil, pine, papaya, calamansi and banana trees through the hazy vision of newly opened eyes. Mountain coffee beans and native rice dries on the clearing beside the bathroom, I fill my bucket from a hose laying in a flowery bush inhabited by many wasps. Spring water comes gushing out, flowing down the hill, gravity powered and crystal. A large black butterfly joins me inside the hut, flying without grace into walls, as I go about a quick bucket wash. The clouds are deep and ridged, billowing wider as they rise up. The sky is the brightest…
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