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.
The first bright Soleil d’Or Narcissi have burst into flower at Ednovean Farm in the wild garden with new ranks of Daffodil shoots pushing up through the glossy winter grass each day now encouraged by the mild winter days. This Daffodil or narcissi is grown commercially on the Isles of Scilly and does well in West Cornwall’s sub tropical climate – Cornwall has held a subtropical status since July 2016 encouraging gardeners and growers to select new plants from an ever increasing menu.
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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. 
