Spring days are almost behind us now and I thought now was a good time to look back over these heady days as the Cornish lanes fill with wild flowers and the hedgerows are full of blossom; at the Cornish cliffs decked with sea thrift, with the fabulous vanilla scent of the gorse drifting through the air laced with the tang of sea salt; to remember the ancient stone circles, revealed again this spring, ever enigmatic. within clouds of blue bells and lastly the old engine houses lovingly preserved relics of the Cornish mine industry shrouded now by verdant green, as nature reclaim its own once more from the industrial landscape of the past.
I had a real treat this May when we visited The National Trust Godolphin House, that opens for a just a few days each month.
From the walk through the bluebell woods to the iconic ravaged time worn wooden doors, to the fabulous granite paving slabs to the intriguing doorways opening to yet another vista of the house Godolphin House was redolent with the simmering character of a place rooted in time.
There are so many fascinating Ancient Sites to explore here in West Cornwall and this week we revisited the once mighty Iron Age fort of Chun Castle again, set beside the remarkable preserved Chun Quoit in a commanding position high on the downs with spectacular views over West Penwith.
I had read that they had recently been cleared by volunteers so it was a perfect time to climb up onto Chun Downs once more and absorb the atmosphere of distant times.
Let me send you a postcard from Mousehole this week, sent from the idyllic former fishing village, beguilingly set around a Cornish harbour just a seagull’s wing across Mounts Bay from us here at Ednovean Farm.
Mousehole is enchanting in the spring, buzzing quietly in the summer and from the picture perfect harbour framed by pretty, former fishermen’s cottages, to the narrow winding streets that have been part of the battle of Cornwall, Mousehole has so much to offer a visitor to West Cornwall.
Somehow the days have drifted on lately and I haven’t written my usual garden diary lately for the deliciously unpredictable yet inspiring months of spring. So let me to show you around the garden again this week, following two months that has seen the first precious garden shoots unfurling to glossy green leaves and lusciously coloured flowers we have settled down to manicure the garden again, ready for the summer months to come.
Cape Cornwall towers above the sea, crowned by a statuesque mine chimney, with fabulous views from the summit back across the sea to Sennen and Land’s End. In fact Cape Cornwall was thought to be the Land’s End until more accurate mapping deposed it from its throne and many Cornishmen hold this to be true to this day. It is well worth taking the time to visit this icon spot whatever your belief to enjoy exploring from the atmospheric fishing cove at its foot, the towering mine chimney on the summit and the ruins of St Helen’s Oratory on one flank.
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There is a little bit of pure Cornish magic about visiting Sennen Cove again – it starts from the moment when the car turns off the main road and the view down to the village is revealed with the stark lifeboat slipway in counterpoint to the dream-like visage of pale golden sands cocooned between a perfect blue sea and sky.
After a long winter, the February heat wave gave rise to nothing but joy upon visiting the sea again.
The reality of the dangers of the stormy seas and the child like joy of walking the sea-shore are always close by in Cornwall and in Sennen the beautiful beach and lifeboat station sit cheek by jowl for the twin faces of the sea.
Logan Rock presides over a beautiful stretch of coast land that sweeps away in one direction passed pale sandy beaches of Pedn Vounder and Porthcurno to the world famous Minack Theatre to the west and guarded by the pale white outline of the Tater Du lighthouse to the east. The Logan Rock takes its name from a the famous rocking stone or Logan that sits high in the rocky cairn set above sculptural honeyed cliffs plunging into clear turquoise blue waters.
We visited the World Famous Minack Theatre at Porthcurno this week on a glorious February day that felt like summer – maybe that is where the phrase “summer in February” came from. The Cornish have a name for these special days – they call them “a day lent” and we took full advantage of the gift, as the car nosed its way between the tall Cornish banks, already laced with daffodils, deep into the wilder countryside of the West Penwith Peninsula.
As the days start to lengthen and spring stirs again in the garden it is impossible not to feel little anticipation for the year to come. The first early morning bird song to break the dawn, the flow of bright yellow daffodils that embraces the garden and lends the first sweet scents to the air; the lengthening evenings that tempt me to linger outside for just a little while longer -all are the familiar markers of spring and yet I greet them with renewed wonder each year.
Let me show you the garden at Ednovean farm and some of the changes we have made this spring as we move a little longer along the season’s pathway.