Are you riveted to your TV screens ready to watch Poldark every week? I know I am! I read the Winston Graham books as a teenager on holiday so many years ago ah hum. But I can lay claim to sitting on my pony on the cliffs above Prussia Cove watching extras row in and out of the cove in the ‘70’s (Ponies fit along narrow paths if no one is looking) Continue reading “That Poldark moment!” »
Today we leave the narrow winding lanes of Mousehole behind and climb up towards Paul to journey back into the still beating ancient heart of Cornwall. Follow the winding road that skirts the sea, passed stone circles and ancient stones from the stone and bronze age, to discover isolated fishing coves seemingly untouched by time.
We had a secret bed and breakfast guest this week at Ednovean Farm, in the shape of an undercover inspection from the AA. Rather like a mystery shopper the inspector will book in incognito and sample a stay with us and then only reveal their identity after their breakfast has been finished.
My word! if I had known I would have run around in circles for weeks chasing imaginary spiders – we just have to wait for the report to arrive now- the postman will be greeted each morning with great enthusiasm I can tell you!
For an update scroll down or check my latest post (8th of April)! Continue reading “The secret guest for breakfast” »
My thoughts turned to the grandeur of the Cornish cliffs this week. Perhaps with the screening of the hotly anticipated new Poldark series on television tonight in mind! So a flick through our photo album brought back memories of a dramatic walk we took one autumn day along the wild untamed coastline. We started from the picture perfect Cornish village of Zennor to finally finish in the artists colony of St Ives.
We drove over the top of the hills to park in Zennor near the church before setting off towards the cliffs with a picnic and excited Dog (sadly no longer with us) Zennor was once described by on of my American guest as “just how as she imagined a Cornish village should be, with the huddle of traditional granite cottages backed by the high moors and then the lush tiny fields rolling down to the sea”
Continue reading “The grandeur of the Cornish cliffs – a coastal walk from Zennor to St Ives” »
This morning is just too beautiful not to share and so I’m putting a quick mini blog up just of the view. I took this snap from my kitchen this morning looking down over the gardens to St Michaels Mount with the tide right out by the look of it too.
St Michael’s Mount will be open this morning with Tuesday at 1100am. and again at 2.00p.m. From the 15th of March it will open from 10.30 – 5.00 daily (except Saturdays) It looks so lovely out there I wish I could go. Continue reading “This morning in Cornwall” »
Ah February days in the garden when the perfect mystery of the season begins expand its magic as each day I’ve watched the garden slowly unfold from its winter rest. Each day has brought a new part of the cycle of the gardens return to life that it has been so slight that it has been almost imperceptible. I’ve watched the Daffodils slowly unfold from the soil and spread through the garden starting in the warmest most sheltered corners and then finally surging through the garden in an unstoppable tide. Continue reading “February days in the garden” »
A very happy Valentines day to everybody that stops to read my post today. These day I prefer to think of it as a celebration for the developing spring that unfolds across the land. The bird song that has sprung up after the long silent winter; the bright green spring shoots as the days lengthen and the sun climbs in the sky.
Of course is is the special day for young lovers who have waited in heart stopping anticipation for the postmans step or should I say the ping of the arriving e-mail these days. Continue reading “Valentines day” »
The Mares that live just below our garden at Ednovean Farm picked their way gingerly across the frozen ground this morning, to collect their breakfast. They tend to wait for me snoozing under the garden shelter belt each day. They particularly like this spot in the early morning as it catches the first rays of sunshine to hit the field. Within minutes a small posy of little birds has gathered to dart out of the sheltering foliage and snatch the plump golden oats from under April and Dollies noses. At night the two mares religiously put themselves in their field shelter at the end of the lane and so we tramp in a little procession out along the lane each evening, with a wheelbarrow full of haylage and buckets of oats – I wonder if they are different birds with picking rights along there! Continue reading “Enjoying winter days” »
Snow is quite rare in Cornwall and so a weather forecast with the possibility of snow left me excitedly watching for a snowflake. For days a chilly wind but no hint of the white stuff apart on the BBC but yesterday as we worked in the garden at Ednovean Farm great white flakes began to fall swirling gently around us. Continue reading “Watching for a snowflake” »
Winter has snarled its petulance to us this week, as January draws to a close, I hope it is one last act of defiance and we can move forwards into spring. Yet still today, as I walked to a wilder corner of the garden to take some snaps today ready for today’s blog, I was charmed by the scent of the early Soleil D’or Daffodils as it swirled around me. Continue reading “January in the Ednovean garden” »