Autumn days are with us now but with the consolation of harvesting the sloe berries from the hedgerows to make Sloe Gin for a winter or Christmas treat. Sloe Gin is a delicious deep, dark, mellow liqueur, made from the fruits of the native Blackthorn trees that line the farm hedgerows. They just need a little time and patience (and nerves of steel if the truth be told) to penetrate the vicious sharp spines where the glossiest plumpest fruits are to be found. This autumn we’ve (I’m using a royal we there as it is actually Charles project and he has the scars to prove it!) made a batch of Sloe gin and read on for a simple recipe for a warming Christmas treat – allow a minimum of two months for it to mature. Continue reading “Autumn days and sloe gin” »
Every year is different in the garden of course which is why I love to keep a diary to follow the season. This August has been a topsy turvy month in the garden, to say the least, with fickle weather and curious light but our Bed and Breakfast guests have still enjoyed the opportunity to immerse themselves in the peace of the garden.
In August the grasses have emerged to fill the garden with their very own special whispering song as they rustle in the breeze. Continue reading “August garden diary” »
We set out to walk along the coastal footpath, threading across the fields from Ednovean Farm along the ancient footpaths that drop execrably down towards the sea. As we emerged at Trebarvah, there is a spellbinding view down over Perranuthnoe to St Michael’s Mount, which is so evocative of an impressionist painting.
From here a church way (probably used to access the church and carry the coffins down to the graveyard) picks its way across the mine spoil heap from another era and down through the terraced fields to emerge conveniently near the village pub. Continue reading “A view over Perranuthnoe” »
We visited Porthleven on a silky smooth night this week to celebrate Charles’s birthday with supper in one of the fish restaurants that cluster around the harbour there. This ancient harbour town is only about fifteen to twenty minutes drive from us at Ednovean farm and perfect for an evening out for us not to far away but a real change of scenery!
Porthleven is quickly turning into a foodie destination, with some great fish restaurants clustered around the harbour, making it a just perfect for promenades well into the evening. I included several of the chic owner run restaurants around the harbour, in my “Little Black Book” for our Bed and Breakfast guest to scroll though and always love to add a nice photo or two or a new recommendation, if I get a chance to visit them too! Continue reading “Supper in Porthleven” »
This week we squeezed in a visit to Trewidden garden – it is one of the great gardens of Cornwall and it is just outside of Penzance on the Land’s End Road. We found the established arboretum of rare trees gathered by plant hunter Edward Bolitho from habitats around the world, interlaced by a well maintained network of paths twisting and turning under the luscious canopy of green to be still a treat even “out of season” The combination of nature reclaiming the mining grounds from Cornwall’s industrial past links to the aspirations of previous generations are a heady mix to find the real flavour for the gardens of Cornwall. Continue reading “Trewidden Garden – a spring garden visit in the summertime” »
Ah the blousy days of summer – those hot July days that fades into long summer evening. July’s days so full of promises and long forgotten dreams that you hope they will go on for ever. This month the memories formed in the July garden will fill winter musings, as we sit by the fire, pull out a snuggly throw and turn on the telly or find a good book.
If you have been following my facebook posts on our Bed and Breakfast page you’ll have seen some of my snaps taken in the golden glow of those summer evenings that are such a perfect time to explore the garden and the coup of the Agapanthus on the lower gravel terrace. So join me for memories of July’s blousy days and dreamy evening here in the gardens at Ednovean Farm in my latest garden diary. Continue reading “Garden diary – July’s blousy days” »
We managed to squeeze in a picnic at Sennen beach for a relaxing treat this Sunday and despite a less than promising weather forecast, we had a wonderful afternoon.
Sennen is the fabulous stretch of soft white sands that lies looking impossible beautiful between the Wolf Rock lighthouse, that guards Land’s End to the west and the jutting promontory of Cape Cornwall to the east.
We parked high above the beach today, away from the busy village and made our way down thorough the soft tumbling dunes clothed in Marran grass to the beach below. Sennen Cove
This week at Ednovean Farm we’ve swung from with the joy of dreamy summer evening spent in the garden and sad goodbyes to two of our Stallion Danilon’s young sons, who have gone out into the world to their new homes.
In the countryside this week I’ve watched the potato harvest in full flow, with clouds of dust rising from the mammoth farm machinery in the fields, as I’ve cantered with Danni along farm byways before settling back to walk on the tarmac roads again beside fields of ripening corn. The heady days of summer, accompanied by the skylark’s song. Continue reading “Dreamy summer evenings and sad goodbyes” »
June has marked the capricious zenith of summer in the garden – it has been a month in which we have swung from gales to heat waves – until the summer solstice that arrived almost as a surprise. This month the magnificent Echiums that so intrigue our garden loving Bed and Breakfast guests, have started to fade, to be replaced by the emerging flowers of the ranks of Agapanthus that populate the garden. So on with the show and join me for this month’s garden diary as we tweak the garden and appreciating the shadows as the temperatures soar! Continue reading “June garden diary” »
Gosh what a heat wave we had this June leading us towards the Summer Solstice. The sudden rise in temperatures left us totally unprepared for a life suddenly transported to the tropics, as we experienced the hottest June day for forty one years. Yet we soon adapted and tweaked our routines and Charles and I hit on idea of taking supper down to the beach to eat beside the sea, where just a whisper of a cooling breeze drifted across the long expanse of sand of Perranuthnoe’s beach. Continue reading “June’s heat wave leads us into mid summer” »