I felt a little bit of spring magic in the air today with a froth of apple blossom opening in the orchard and clear blue skies overhead. Suddenly the trees bare branches of winter are clothed in fresh rich green foliage forming cathedral like arches over the road that I drive along to a local farm to collect our fresh breakfast eggs. The fascinating collection of lofty crows nests, set high above the road in the branches that have intrigued me all winter, have disappeared from sight now, behind the cocooning shroud of green.
Last week when I was busily tidying in the garden I found a bower of moss formed in the branches of a tall yucca, tucked close to the hedge, so I left the last untidy leaves so that I didn’t disturb the nests chatelaine. This week I crept back into the corner again and found that the nest had doubled in size neatly woven in a time honoured design handed down over the centuries – I wonder who is going to live in the gorgeous little green jewel of a nest. tucked deep in the border – i daren’t approach with a camera just incase the occupant thinks it’s a dark eye fixed upon them, though so sorry but no photo!
The lanes of Cornwall are wonderful again this year, vibrant with wild flowers with the lush swathes of Bluebells being among my favourites. I’ve heard that the National Trust woods around Godolphin House are particularly beautiful at the moment. Tucked in the lea of Godolphin Hill and Tregoning Hill this old stretch of woodland is open to the public throughout the year and they are hosting a Bluebell festival and walk-with-talk from their gardener on Sunday the 15th of May. (alas the house won’t be open on that day though)