A farm girl by heart, an opportunity of visiting a farm which I heard so much about is something that cannot be put off. However odd, I saw myself up and about even before the alarm I set went off. Summer reportedly just woke up so I still had the time to walk up to sister's house and have some "ibos" to tide me through until breakfast.
I walked most of the way in as I felt more safe on foot than being inside a trike which had to pass an impossibly stony road. It was less than a kilometer long and it allowed me to explore a bit of the obviously less loved farm. Apparently, I had come at a wrong time.
The corn near the Vermiculture (which needs some serious watering) shed is still some months away from harvest time. Across the road from it is a lot that sports some fresh furrows.
We passed by the farm manager's house on our way in. The detour gave me a glimpse of the water source which is just a small creek from which water is siphoned by a small pump.
My tour and education of the farm was incomplete though. The biogas as well as the water treatment process which I am so interested about was not explained to my satisfaction. Suffice to say that the effluent from the piggery wash water, save for the color, was odorless, free of sediments and safe to drink (I did not try though, whether to confirm or refute their claim). It is being reused as drinking water of the resident livestock (of which this cute colt is a member of). That is beside the fact that the only significant smell at the piggery is that of the feeds.
The visit merits a repeat, with the hope of meeting the consultant and have a nice chemical engineering chat.
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