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!!
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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.
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.
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.
Ah the blousy days of summer – those hot July days that fades into long summer evening. July’s days so full of promises and long forgotten dreams that you hope they will go on for ever. This month the memories formed in the July garden will fill winter musings, as we sit by the fire, pull out a snuggly throw and turn on the telly or find a good book.
This week at Ednovean Farm we’ve swung from with the joy of dreamy summer evening spent in the garden and sad goodbyes to two of our Stallion Danilon’s young sons, who have gone out into the world to their new homes.
June has marked the capricious zenith of summer in t
The glorious month of May and nature has woven a silken thread thorough the garden spontaneous reclaiming the carefully planned spaces with flamboyant mischievously places flowers as though she chose to sprinkle a little fairy dust across the landscape. The sea has never glowed as blue as it has this May, to make a perfect backdrop to our days in the garden and we’ve been busy re ordering some of the spaces in the Italian Garden. So join me for this month’s garden diary for the fabulous month of May. 
It seems almost too late to reflect upon April in 
I finally understood the song “slow down you’re going to fast” as spring sped away from us this year in the garden. It felt that no sooner than the tide of Daffodils had spread across garden than their vibrant yellow blooms seemed almost to look far too bright as the intensity of the light increased with the lengthening days.