We’ve experienced life with The Beast from the East here in West Cornwall for the last couple of days and gosh it’s cold! But it was a chance to see our normally sub tropical garden in a very new light and so I took a few snaps in between rescuing our horses from the blizzards that swept across our corner of Cornwall.
I must admit I was excited at the prospect of a rare snowfall here in West Cornwall over the last weeks. A dusting of those magical icy crystals does add an adventurous spice to our normally subtropical climate and when I opened the front door on the predicted morning? Well there was definitely a powdery dusting of the white magic clothing the Parterre in the Courtyard but I don’t think we had been transported to Narnia!
Come and visit my garden at Ednovean Farm, in my final Garden diary entry for 2017 I’d like to make a roundup of the seasons. The garden in the far south west of Cornwall that has become my friend, litmus of emotions, reflection of dreams and hard taskmaster. This blog will follow the year in the Ednovean Farm Garden, so enjoyed by our Bed and breakfast guests, just as 2017 draws to a close and I would like to wish you all a very happy New Year!!
November has been a strange month for my garden diary, a month of days born as if on butterfly wings through the garden, swinging from soft tranquil days to dark dramatic skies before giving way to the final sting of winter.
This November, as the year changes from autumn into winter, my garden diary is in two parts; a diary of soft dark nights eating suppers beside a brassier and the pleasure of a robins company on sparkling mellow days spent clearing and tidying the garden for the year, and the final darkening, dramatic, skies that spoke of thoughts of winter.
We explored Trebah garden again yesterday, as the golden leaves of autumn swirled around our feet. This magnificent garden is in a lush sheltered river valley running down to the sea and the garden coaxes you along its well manicured paths with all of the authority of a vintage Rolls Royce.
The Walk from the lush palms at the top of the garden down through the valley is always accompanied by the gurgle of water passing through the gardens heart, until finally the sound of the waves landing on the shore below signal the Helford River and the sea.
Trebah is so evocative of the heady bygone worlds described by Rosamunde Pilcher and Daphne Du Maurier etched in my imagination yet there is poignancy there too, in the memory of the men that left the rarefied world of the sub tropical valley at Trebah, one dark night for the D day landings never to return. Continue reading “Trebah Gardens an autumn pilgrimage” »
I would like to say October’s garden diary was full of golden mellow days but two gales scorched through the gardens this month in quick succession, reorganising our carefully planned gardening schedule into one long raking session.
This October we’ve had time to finish clearing the hedge in the Italian Garden and resurface the car park, so join me again, to look around the garden this October, as the garden balances gently between blowsy autumn fruition and the spare winter sleep that will see the structure of the garden shine once more in winter days’ light.
Ah goodbye September and with it the summer days as autumn calls and the year mellows. The autumn solstice – those mysterious harbingers of our year intoned by the weather men has passed us by and yet the life of the garden continues.
This September the garden has continued to thrive here at Ednovean Farm, with the native hedgerow, that helps the garden melt into the countryside providing an unexpected bounty of juicy black Sloes berries that tempted us to make some Sloe Gin for Christmas.
We checked out the the National Dahlia collection for you too, as the month has drawn to a close, to enjoy the final autumn blooms of September, upon the recommendation of one of our Bed and Breakfast guests – and did I buy one – read on!? Continue reading “September garden diary – is autumn calling?” »
Autumn days are with us now but with the consolation of harvesting the sloe berries from the hedgerows to make Sloe Gin for a winter or Christmas treat. Sloe Gin is a delicious deep, dark, mellow liqueur, made from the fruits of the native Blackthorn trees that line the farm hedgerows. They just need a little time and patience (and nerves of steel if the truth be told) to penetrate the vicious sharp spines where the glossiest plumpest fruits are to be found. This autumn we’ve (I’m using a royal we there as it is actually Charles project and he has the scars to prove it!) made a batch of Sloe gin and read on for a simple recipe for a warming Christmas treat – allow a minimum of two months for it to mature. Continue reading “Autumn days and sloe gin” »
Every year is different in the garden of course which is why I love to keep a diary to follow the season. This August has been a topsy turvy month in the garden, to say the least, with fickle weather and curious light but our Bed and Breakfast guests have still enjoyed the opportunity to immerse themselves in the peace of the garden.
This week we squeezed in a visit to Trewidden garden – it is one of the great gardens of Cornwall and it is just outside of Penzance on the Land’s End Road. We found the established arboretum of rare trees gathered by plant hunter Edward Bolitho from habitats around the world, interlaced by a well maintained network of paths twisting and turning under the luscious canopy of green to be still a treat even “out of season” The combination of nature reclaiming the mining grounds from Cornwall’s industrial past links to the aspirations of previous generations are a heady mix to find the real flavour for the gardens of Cornwall. Continue reading “Trewidden Garden – a spring garden visit in the summertime” »