We have been in the Gingerbread house for less than a week now, and nearly settled in. Spent most of that time cleaning up and doing odd jobs that the toll of years of temporary residents and long periods of sitting empty have taken on it. It’s now coming back to life.

The homes fires are lit. The woodstove cooked our dinner and the fireplace warms the rest of house. Been dry and warm, Tassies say hot, while we cleaned and mended and weeded, tonight it cool the morning will be cold till the sun comes out.

The stove warms the water for hot shower and dishes. The water in the tank is good enough for washing but not drinking as there is a lot of tannin in it. Lucky the truck tank is full.

Spotted wombat poo cubes under the house. Nice and fresh. The next day we noticed it all flattened out which means the pooer was female and the male came along, it smelt good and rolled in it.  Noticed wombat diggings of burrows. Might be we will see the babies before we go.

 

 

                                     our driveway through the forrest to the Gingerbread house