Gosh what a heat wave we had this June leading us towards the Summer Solstice. The sudden rise in temperatures left us totally unprepared for a life suddenly transported to the tropics, as we experienced the hottest June day for forty one years. Yet we soon adapted and tweaked our routines and Charles and I hit on idea of taking supper down to the beach to eat beside the sea, where just a whisper of a cooling breeze drifted across the long expanse of sand of Perranuthnoe’s beach. Continue reading “June’s heat wave leads us into mid summer” »
A wonderful way to end the day is a walk along the beach in the sunset and for us it should be an easy thing to plan. Perranuthnoe’s Beach is just at the bottom of the village but somehow we, like everyone I think, are wrapped up in our daily routines and don’t put those minutes to one side for some special “me” time as we go about our daily routine.
So our first new years resolution has been to take five minutes “me” time and enjoy those precious moments of just absorbing the world around us with a little bit of extra post- Christmas exercise walking along the beach. Continue reading “A walk with the sunset” »
Perranuthnoe lies in a secluded corner of Mounts bay, tucked at the bottom of a valley just above the sea. Most visitors miss Perranuthnoe as the race along the A394 to explore between The Lizard and Land’s End but for those that do spot the narrow lane turning of the main “A” road, well it leads down to a sandy beach, a peaceful unspoilt village of traditional Granite Farmhouses and cottages, all clustered below the square church tower and it is just waiting to be found.
In this blog I explore the beaches and coves within walking distance of Ednovean Farm, a little of the history of Perranuthnoe and the lives that shaped the landscape over time
We often over look our local beach at Perranuthnoe for a walk on the sands but with a unexpected late October day of sunshine “lent” from summer and the car in the garage, we walked down to the village and our own familiar local haunt.
Perran beach is a tempting tidal expanse of soft sands flanked by warm terracotta cliffs softened by tamarisk and so popular with locals and visitor and passing walkers in the summer months. Continue reading “Our local beach at Perranuthnoe” »
There is something so evocative of the memories Cornish holidays of spending the days wandering around the coastal footpath before finally settling in a secluded cove to picnic and then later, much later, driving around the Bay to find a traditional harbour side pub for supper. It has to be Fish and Chips of course anything else would be sacrilege to tradition!
This bank Holiday the weather has been so kind to Cornwall and we have basked in the sunshine and we were tempted to walk again down to the coastal footpath to see the last of the spring flowers with the tide lapping the rocks below us. Continue reading “Coastal walks and harbour pubs” »
Everybody has their spring rituals I’m sure and for us, it is a walk down to the sea again, that stretch of blue that frames our horizon The sea so close that it frames our days and yet with winter jobs to do in the stables, it is so very so very far away. But with the weather set fair on Saturday we set off to walk across the couple of fields that leads to Trebarvah and then follow the narrow lane down to the fork to towards the coastal footpath in what has become our own spring ritual – the first walk to the sea for the year! Continue reading “A spring walk to the sea” »
All in one week, here in West Cornwall, I’ve heard the skylarks sing, I’ve seen the first shoots of corn emerging from the bare earth in the countryside, the bluebells blossom in the moist shade and so much more. I’ve looked out over the Ednovean Farm gardens, to watch a bright red tanker out to sea in Mounts Bay and watched the flag flutter from the village church in Perranuthnoe for St George’s day. This week I’ve few photos to share of Danni’s (Danilon our Spanish Stallion) classical dressage course when we visited Jenny Rolfe in Devon and I was a guest for a change in a cosy Bed and Breakfast – all in all it’s been a busy week! Continue reading “All in a week at Ednovean Farm” »
A very happy Easter to you all!!
I hope you are enjoying the first Bank Holiday of the year with its curiously unfixed date. As we celebrated Easter with our guests at Ednovean Farm this year I wondered exactly why it was such a moveable holiday. Each year is different from the last, as the seasons change and each year gives a different experience and atmosphere to the holiday and so in this blog I set out to find out and also share our Easter Morning here at Ednovean Farm Continue reading “Easter 2016 Wishing you a very Happy Easter!!” »
There has been an almost tangible air of expectation in the air in the days leading up to the spring equinox. I felt it so strongly this week as I walk down through the dew laden morning to feed the brood mares and I stopped to take a snap of the morning magic as each droplet of water magnified the rising sun thrice fold. The very early Easter this year at last coincides with the height of the spring flowers as it always seems rather sad that the very brightest flowers have long finished before our guest arrive for their Easter break.
In this week’s blog I’ve looked a spring changes in Perranuthnoe, the growing momentum of spring in our garden and Danni our Spanish stallions special spring treat – a dressage course with Jenny Rolfe, just because I thought you’d like to see his picture!
The gentle weeks of winter seem to speed by us now and I love the soft muted colours at this time of the year as somebody remarked on Google+ “It is just a matter of editing your colour palette” Each day as we exercise the horses (and a horse is great for looking over those Cornish hedges!) I look down over the broad sweeping valleys interspersed with those particularly short rounded trees of Cornwall made magical in the low angles of the light and hinting back to older landscapes. They seem to huddle in the sheltered crevices of the contours before the land sweeps broadly up again to the bracken covered hills. This week was St Hilary Feast and the hounds were paraded in Goldsithney as they had always been but somehow we hadn’t expected to see them when we set out for a ride with Danni our Spanish Stallion and Archie his first son – danni is looking slightly concerned as you can see but happy to stop to chat before we continued on our way deeper into the Cornish countryside.