It looks like Kentucky, doesn't it?

Well, according to Fred at least...
And actually, we have no idea, we've never been there. But that's the impression the wheat fields give us at this time of year.

The wheat grows along the walls of our house, and sometimes the clouds seem to touch the ground.

A newcomer in Ouled Mgatel

And we don't know how she came here!

We found this little turtle in a crate of plants that we brought back from Meknes two weeks ago. Did climb her way into the crate? No, she can't be that good a climber . Did one of our friend put it here, to make a joke? No, it sounds unlikely. Or maybe, was she buried in one of the flower-pots, sleeping until the end of her hibernation? Probably, because, as soon as we found her, she only wanted to hide under a rock or dive into the hay.

We built her a little house, and now she just stays there.

The turtle doesn't like parsley...
or maybe she's too shy, and doesn't want to be in the picture !
Too late, I was faster.

Internet in Ouled Mgatel... it's really hapenning !

After the water-treatment plant, the new technologies are literally invading Ouled Mgatel, 30 inhabitants. Yes, it is 2008 here too.

The other day we plugged our satellite modem, just in case, you never know, there was some reception. Imagine this: there was reception. And there still is.

The proof:

There is some signal, but the internet connection doesn't work. For now. We asked for information in Fez, and they told us that in 2 months it should be OK.

It can sound kind of surrealist, because there is no telephone here, and the electricity was installed by the electrical company only two years ago, and that if you want to come and see us, you'll have to drive on a very bad road for more than 2 miles.

But it is real. There is a new telephonic company in Morocco, and they're going to launch their new cellphone AND the satellite internet everywhere in the country. (So of course it's not just Ouled Mgatel...)

We want the internet to come to us soon, very soon, because our house will then really be a small paradise. (plus, we'll be able to write a lot of posts on this blog... in case you wonder why our posts are so erratic, now you know !)

Small changes

After two days spent in bed, sick... when I finally got out of my bedroom, things were a little different.

The color of the sky had changed.


An orange-tree had been planted in the patio, and it was in bloom.



The dog Lisa had discovered our water treatment ponds... and she rather liked the water.

Inside the house, the fridge had finally taken its place on the brand-new floor of the kitchen.

Thank you so much Fred, Bachir, Aziz, and Fouad !

Cleaning the water... and making plants very happy

Our water-treatment system is finished. .

Here, in Ouled Emgatel, there's no running water. The inhabitants use the well. But we're French, and we're used to running water so... we've installed it. The water has to be brought here. We pay a man from a village a few miles away to bring us, every two weeks or so, a tank of water from a big well near the river. Which he does with his tractor. We put this water in our tank, and that' it, we can shower and everything. We still need three different filters, which make this water drinkable.

By the well... well, yeah, but with a tank !

Someday, we hope, we'll build a well.
As for the waste water, we don't have much of it anyway, thanks to our dry toilets . These are in fact composting dry toilets, and it's really working.
The filters we've built recently only work with our small waste waters (washing-up, shower and washing), and thanks to these we'll be able to use the water a second time, and water the garden with it.

We've built three ponds. The first two filter the water and the third one, the bigger, contains the clean water.

The pebbles will clean the water

How does work filtration?
The idea is to make the water run through a pond, or several ponds, in which you put a layer of pebbles, one layer of gravel, then some sand, and put aquatic plants in it, like reeds or rush.

At this point, in the French version of this blog, I explained how all this works... but English is not my mother-tongue, and it's a lot more difficult to do ! So, well... I won't be telling you about bacteria, filtration and microbes. Lucky you, in a way !

The thanks are working, and the plants are happy

Our purification plant

We've begun the construction of our purification plant. Well, purification not really, but phytopurification, that is, purification through plants. We'll explain everything about it later. And station, huh... in fact, the workers call it "the eggs".

That's why.

Fouad, Bachir, and Aziz in their eggs

We'll do the technical explanations later, since it's already late. I leave you with this picture of the construction, and I let you decide what role plays the donkey in all this.

Fez invaded by the countryside

In a street of Fez, near the American Center, a field of fava beans...

... just in front of a very official-looking building, which turns out to be, according a young passer-by, the service of fraud regulation.

A child's life in Ouled Mgatel

Hayat, 5 years old, little shepherdess

In Ouled Mgatel, children have a playground as big as the farm... There are always strange things all covered in mud, stuff to break into small pieces, hens to chase, lambs to cuddle, a little brother or a cousin ready to hear fantastic stories.
But children have to work too, and when they're very young. Hayat, 5, is sometimes a charming and mysterious little shepherdess. Sometimes, she is the keeper of her baby sister, that her mother put on her back and attaches with a scarf. Soon, she'll also have to get water from the well, help her cousins in the kitchen... and, which sounds a lot less fun, go to school !

Hayat and Samir with their father Abdelftah

Little Samir never looks happy when you look at him... but he is, believe me ! In the background, the cousins of Fez enjoy the calm of the countryside.


The dogs respect little children. Well, actually, little children rule dogs !

Noha, Hayat, and Samir have breakfast, and the dogs are hungry !