Yesterday, I strained the mixture through some wet tissue and diluted with about 10 litres of aged water. It was soooooooooo satisfying to see the white vapour rising from the solution in pungent waves of gaseous discharge. I sprayed all my plants and my whole family protested loudly.
I couldn't understand why.
It didn't smell bad to me. This just goes to show that the human mind is adaptable and quickly associates smells with good and bad according to the consequences that follow. For me, all the bacteria and white gaseous discharge from my solution had good consequences. They protected my plants from whitefly and mealybugs. The mixture was nutritious as the bacteria had broken down the chicken shit into a form easily absorbed by the plants. My xiang gua doubled in size overnight.
The smell was pungent... but to me, not unpleasant... like durian, like cheese, like fermented toufu. But to my family, it smelled like a cesspit. They stared at me in horror as I splashed my shirt and sprayed my hair as I sprayed my plants. And my husband asked if that smell was going to hang about his beloved wife for very long because he could not bear to hug me whilst so perfumed. Happily, it went off from me after a bath, but I did notice that no one went into the garden yesterday.
I am so happy that I am now making 80 litres of worm tea. Heh! Heh! Heh! I'm even thinking that this might be used as a crime deterrent. Ladies going home late at night could carry a dousing can and douse the assailant. Any sort of unholy desire would be quite effectively extinguished and the smell would lead you straight to whomever was about to do an unholy deed. Added to that, the bacteria would probably colonise his face effectively and he would have to cope with some unwelcome pathogens in his mouth, nose and eyes.
Gee... I am a dangerous woman.