The walk

Chris (link to your data trafficking corporation) takes the dog out twice a day, in the morning to the mountain and in the afternoon to the river. He is a big dog; when adopting him people who seem to be very expert observed that he wouldn’t need less than two hours a day of walking, making him run – throwing some lure to make him run to get it, for example.

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La Ilera

I am writing this report about the hours I spent in La Ilera, just about thirty. I arrived by car in a spring afternoon to what, at that time, only looked like an open field with a fence in the middle and some planted sticks.

I learned very early on that the sticks were actually trees that M. was planting as a beginning of her forest garden project design, which was completely strange and new to me even though I had already heard something about permaculture.

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