Ah February days in the garden when the perfect mystery of the season begins expand its magic as each day I’ve watched the garden slowly unfold from its winter rest. Each day has brought a new part of the cycle of the gardens return to life that it has been so slight that it has been almost imperceptible. I’ve watched the Daffodils slowly unfold from the soil and spread through the garden starting in the warmest most sheltered corners and then finally surging through the garden in an unstoppable tide. Continue reading “February days in the garden” »
A very happy Valentines day to everybody that stops to read my post today. These day I prefer to think of it as a celebration for the developing spring that unfolds across the land. The bird song that has sprung up after the long silent winter; the bright green spring shoots as the days lengthen and the sun climbs in the sky.
Of course is is the special day for young lovers who have waited in heart stopping anticipation for the postmans step or should I say the ping of the arriving e-mail these days. Continue reading “Valentines day” »
The original zen cat
The Mares that live just below our garden at Ednovean Farm picked their way gingerly across the frozen ground this morning, to collect their breakfast. They tend to wait for me snoozing under the garden shelter belt each day. They particularly like this spot in the early morning as it catches the first rays of sunshine to hit the field. Within minutes a small posy of little birds has gathered to dart out of the sheltering foliage and snatch the plump golden oats from under April and Dollies noses. At night the two mares religiously put themselves in their field shelter at the end of the lane and so we tramp in a little procession out along the lane each evening, with a wheelbarrow full of haylage and buckets of oats – I wonder if they are different birds with picking rights along there! Continue reading “Enjoying winter days” »
Snow is quite rare in Cornwall and so a weather forecast with the possibility of snow left me excitedly watching for a snowflake. For days a chilly wind but no hint of the white stuff apart on the BBC but yesterday as we worked in the garden at Ednovean Farm great white flakes began to fall swirling gently around us. Continue reading “Watching for a snowflake” »