The gentle weeks of winter seem to speed by us now and I love the soft muted colours at this time of the year as somebody remarked on Google+ “It is just a matter of editing your colour palette” Each day as we exercise the horses (and a horse is great for looking over those Cornish hedges!) I look down over the broad sweeping valleys interspersed with those particularly short rounded trees of Cornwall made magical in the low angles of the light and hinting back to older landscapes. They seem to huddle in the sheltered crevices of the contours before the land sweeps broadly up again to the bracken covered hills. This week was St Hilary Feast and the hounds were paraded in Goldsithney as they had always been but somehow we hadn’t expected to see them when we set out for a ride with Danni our Spanish Stallion and Archie his first son – danni is looking slightly concerned as you can see but happy to stop to chat before we continued on our way deeper into the Cornish countryside.
So today I took the camera inland after my morning ride to try to capture the bright flashes of yellow of the daffodil fields that I had seen inland and then stopped in the Perranuthnoe to walk down towards the sea, taking the bridle path towards Trenow to take a few snaps of St Michael’s Mount and Marazion in the winter landscape of tiny fields that drop to the very water’s edge. I’m always surprised to see Marazion just around the corner but here in West Cornwall nothing is really very far away after all.
My Winter decorating tips
At this time of the year I think it is important to keep the house bright and cheerful with little tweaks to reflect the passing season This week in the house, I set a vintage pressed glass vase at the back of the hall and filled it with pussy willow – just because I’m always enchanted by the tiny furry buds that promise spring. By adding some bright Daffodils and vibrant tulips it makes a pretty still life as I open the front door with the sun dancing from the glass across the hall. In our Dining room I’ve dressed the breakfast table with pretty daffodils and my own particular eclectic mix of country blue and white china, to cheer up the morning and remind us that spring really is just around the corner.
St Hilary Feast
Cornish feast days are still commemorated here with each village having its own special day and they form an important part of the Cornish culture handed down over the centuries In the past the local foxhounds would have met as part of the celebrations with horses and riders turned out to the very best of their abilities. The horses would be smartly clipped with their manes sown into neat plaits along their necks with every item of tack gleaming from hours of polishing.
I’m afraid we were taken by surprise as we’d heard it was cancelled and turned the corner into the main street to find that the village had turned out to commemorate the event and so we stopped to chat for a few minutes Thanks to Kathleen Clackworthy for the lovely snapshot of village gossip! Mary in the picture used to be a wonderful show judge of show hunters.
This week in the garden
We’ve started to clear the garden again now getting ready for spring but those pictures are safely tucked in a file ready for my next blog. The weather is changing now the Jet stream has finally moved over and with a high on the way I wonder if it will snow down here in Cornwall. I think it was 2011 when we last had a sprinkling – I’m not sure whether to be excited for the wonderful crisp white transformation or worried about my garden – ah well the blog will tell!