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.
In the countryside this week I’ve watched the potato harvest in full flow, with clouds of dust rising from the mammoth farm machinery in the fields, as I’ve cantered with Danni along farm byways before settling back to walk on the tarmac roads again beside fields of ripening corn. The heady days of summer, accompanied by the skylark’s song. Continue reading “Dreamy summer evenings and sad goodbyes” »
We had a real spring treat this week and explored the 
Winter brings the white flash of a seagull’s wing against leaden skies and yet in the garden, spring is starting to stir as it comes back to life.
November has seen our garden at Ednovean Farm fade gently into the gentle golds and russets of autumn and then slide towards to the stillness of winter, as we travelled through the month. And yet there have been some compensations for the autumn days – the drive into Penzance has been lovely along a road lined with golden decked trees complimented by a sky that swooped down to the horizon in a perfect contrast. 
As I watch the garden mellow this month into the subtle shades of autumn, I can almost hear the ticking clock of the season – louder now with the change in the hour this weekend. But we are lucky here at Ednovean Farm that the garden remains vibrant, with the big clumps of Pampas grasses flower in a last dramatic flourish for the autumn and on the terrace a few Olives are ripening on the trees 
As I drove out of “our” lane yesterday I realised that I slow down for butterflies as I watched as a tiny blue butterfly flit across the lane, in that curious, undulating flight that butterflies do and disappear safely into neighbouring gardens. I was on the way for our daily B&B shop in Penzance when I saw the tiny insect and stopped to realise just how lucky we are to live off of the main road, along the little unmade track that leads to the small hamlet of houses at Ednovean. The peaceful seclusion away from the traffic and hubbub of the towns is a perfect place to let the dance of the Butterfly lead you towards spring.