All in one week, here in West Cornwall, I’ve heard the skylarks sing, I’ve seen the first shoots of corn emerging from the bare earth in the countryside, the bluebells blossom in the moist shade and so much more. I’ve looked out over the Ednovean Farm gardens, to watch a bright red tanker out to sea in Mounts Bay and watched the flag flutter from the village church in Perranuthnoe for St George’s day. This week I’ve few photos to share of Danni’s (Danilon our Spanish Stallion) classical dressage course when we visited Jenny Rolfe in Devon and I was a guest for a change in a cosy Bed and Breakfast – all in all it’s been a busy week!
A garden with a view
The view from Ednovean Farm is ever changing with the seasons and with the movement of shipping in the bay this week the LPG tanker Navigator Ceres dropped her anchor and linger in the relative calm of Mounts Bay presumably to wait for orders but who knows. Each day I watch her turn this way and that with the tides in a sea sometimes blue sometimes darkened but always my intriguing Mounts bay. The church in Perranuthnoe is another reference point to my views along with St Michael’s Mount and this week St Georges flag fluttered bravely in the stiff winds and I walked down into the village to take a snap before circling back passed the Victoria inn -The pub that is so popular for our guests to walk to in the evening – to take a couple of snaps ready to finish my Perranuthnoe blog. Well that blog might have a bad case of “dreckly” but I’m determined to finish it very soon!
Danni our Spanish stallion has a prime position beside the house and watches over the car park from stable number one and last week we were treated to a classical dressage course at the Devon establishment of Jenny Rolfe, with the chief instructor for the Portuguese school of equestrian Art :- Antonio Borba Monterio. Danni was a complete gentleman for his holiday and we worked “In hand” and under saddle and finally the maestro himself rode Danni on the last day.
I stayed with a girlfriend, at the Pyne Arms – a charming pub run by an engaging young couple with a relaxed easy going nature. We touched base at lunchtime and then returned later in the evening to weave our way through the good natured throng of young couples in the bar to check in. And Charles? Alas he had to stay at home with eight horses, two cats and our B&B guests for company.
We had a newly refurbished twin bedroom with a cool modern vibe, crisp white linen, fluffy towels and a chic shower room to die for. And you know – we didn’t hear a peep from the busy pub below! It was so nice to experience life in the other lane just for a night, or to put it another way to be a poacher turned gamekeeper and experience the things that really add to a stay in a Bed and Breakfast. The next morning, I’m afraid I couldn’t contemplate too much breakfast as I was far too nervous about my forthcoming day but the mini milk bottle full of fruit juice and milk were a witty touch!