The end... at Crooked End Farm Organics

We left crooked end farm yesterday morning. And we're here now, in west cornwall (most southern west tip of the uk) and its so different! Penzance is the nearest town and it reminds me of australia as its a seaside town with seagulls flying around. English people here own tank tops! And some are actually tanned! (amazing).

Last night, I actually felt so suddenly homesick. For crooked end farm! I didnt realise how much I'd miss the place until we left and is in someplace all new and foreign again.

Crooked end farm organics were like a huge family to bjorn and I for 3 weeks. They were really. Im not saying this new place is not great, it seriously is. Its a gorgeouslandscape and views, their house very warm and charming. Love the kitchen too!. But we really started to get really comfortable at crooked end.

I miss the hens roaming around everywhere, in the back garden, in the barm, poking their noses into everything! Pecking at me when I'm lying in the garden and then running away when I try to catch them! hee hee. I really loved the hens. Here, there are only 7 hens and they dont get to roam as wildly as crooked end. And they are agressive the ones here!

I miss the three black dogs with, all with such different personalities. Celine, who didn really like to run or make any fast movements, lovely shiny coat and loves being massaged. Jess, the sheepdog who was quite annoying coz she barked at everyone (esp men) but was in the end, a sweetheart who was abused by her previous owner. And sasha, who just like to steal celines food all the time!

And I miss the children... Lottiieeeeee. oh what a sweet child, I miss her. James, whose smile and baby garbled words melted my heart every single time. When we arrived, he could hardly crawl, when we left, he was crawling everywhere! Even Theo, our alpha male little boy who loves to chatter endlessly about his collection of toy swords and his peter pan alter ego. Ahhh.

Of course, our fellow wwoofers who we got to enjoy each other's companies so much. callie's off centre humour and similar love for alcohol, erin and her gorgeous sincerity and love for life, raphael's frenchness. hahaha, pia's enthusiasm and laughter, ciaran's experience, knowledge and later on we discovered, his wicked sense of humour.

We also of course, miss our lovely hosts, bruce, brenda, anya, barry kate. They were our surrogate parents, always taking care of us.

I can go on and on about all the other things we miss. The pub, the general store, our caravan, the pigs, the horses... but...

But crooked was only the first out of the 8 places we'll be wwoofing at in the UK. And like all first loves, we'll have a special place for crooked has we had no yardstick to compare it with when we first got there. And what a great first place.

If the rest of our trip will contain such incredibly great overwhelming experiences, wont my heart burst trying to contain so much good stuff?

Its much quieter here now at Plan-it-Earth (Chy Ena). There's only one family, with 2 great kids. But no dogs, no other wwoofers, no hens pooing and pecking around our caravan. Maybe we just need to get used to the change. I was looking forward to a quieter time. More us-time, more me-time.

More about this place in up coming blog entries - i have a feeling its going to be awesome! There's limited internet so less photos, but I guess, we'll have to paint them with our words instead....

Sayonara Fuji Eco Park...

We are back in Singapore now... And Sunday's departure from Fuji Eco Park was not the easiest.

It was raining extremely heavily, and Bjorn lost his mobile phone... and it just felt that we only just arrived, got to know the people, the land, the animals and we're leaving already. It was all too soon.

We were showered with so many gifts from the wwoofers. We got a fantastic powerpoint presentation from our Taiwanese friends that I will use to show all my family and friends what we got up to in the last 10 days! The Swedish girls folded us a cute tulip flower and a swedish flag, Non wrote us a very impressive english postcard... and Haru... her tears were so touching, and she gave us a little hamster stuff toy which I have named 'Umeno', which mean plum fields and also Harus surname...

We then travelled back to busy city Tokyo, and almost immediately, I could feel my spirit closing into a shell inside me. Not that I didnt enjoy the city lights, the great food at the restaurants and all. But the more distractions I have in my life... the less time I will have to listen to my own heart. Maybe there are those that can easily retreat into their own space and world amidst all the chaos. But I know I need to be surrounded by peace to find my own peace... I mean, look at how long I took to write in this blog again! Being home in Singapore feels comfortable, but I feel incredibly lazy here.

Here's a photo of the 'Rice pack' they made for us for our journey back to Tokyo... So cuuutttee! Coz they know I always get hungry... hehehe. Its rght before we devoured the delicious rice to find a gorgeous plum right in the middle. YUMMMY!

Thank u Masa, Waka, Haru, Non, Aki, Ringo, Miyuki, Elin, Sussane, Shinco, Daichi, all the rest of the chicken, the 2 sheeps, the insects, the weeds, the herbs, the flowers, the woodchips and of course Mount Fuji... for this amazing experience.

The final photo in centre house

Shinco, our pampered pet hen...

Kami (i think) the naughty sheep!

Here's a link to their blog: http://blog.goo.ne.jp/fujiecoparkvillage - And guess what... Ume has written a lovely entry about us in Japanese! I love u guys... :) :) :) I will use google translate to see what you've written...

Here's a little rhyme I wrote for their blog..... I thought I should share.
I used to write poems alot in secondary school... and then, lost it somewhere between the hormornes stopped raging, getting boyfriends, and starting work. I wanna start again...


I have been searching all my life for a place
Let me meet nice people and live life at slower pace
Over the mountains was paradise as far as the eye can see
Voices in my heart was calling out to me
Everyday we work, play and learn something new
Feeding the hens & daichi the dog to name a few
Untold stories we wwoofers share with each other
Joking, cooking & witnessing the chicken murder
Its a magical place where flowers and weeds alike grow
Even shinco, the injured hen get to give life another go
Could this be heaven on earth, yes i would say
Oh rest assured we'll be back to Fuji eco village park one day!