The soft golden light as the day fades to evening in our garden
“There is something very comforting about a summers’ evening in Cornwall” Charles remarked tonight as we sat in the garden and he’s right – there is something quintessentially British about sitting in the fading light as a long summer evening meets the night. It brings those half remembered impressions of past summers back to the forefront of our memories– those symbols that say summer in big bold letters. The chiming of a church clock perhaps, or the golden light of early evening, maybe anticipating the prospect of barbeques on the beach –all these things add up to summer days that stretch on seemingly forever as unbelievable we approach the longest day of the year. Continue reading “A summer evening” »
June seemed to appear suddenly this year, without warning. With June came the first meteorological day of summer – in fact I think we tiptoed into summer this year from the long spring days that lingered still fresh and new in our minds. The sea that frames our lives looks impossibly blue these days – one day soon we must walk down to the water’s edge again…… but not yet, not until I’ve finished painting! Still wouldn’t it be nice to linger over breakfast on the lawn gazing at St Michael’s Mount while planning the day stretching ahead around the Cornish coast?
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. 
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. 
Winter clutched lazily at the garden this month with short dull days and long dark nights. Somehow, it seemed that the best plan, was no plan for this month and the garden got what our plumber describes as “A coat of looking at”. There have been a few joys though …… 
I nearly didn’t write an update this month as I generally find November a somnolent month, a sort of halfway house to winter in an undecided state of semi hibernation. But this week we had such a lovely day catching up with our garden jobs I took a few snaps and here we are ready to go!