Hello!! Well this May I suddenly realised that it was nearly summer and I was still “in” spring mode so we had a flurry of editing and replanting the courtyard pots whilst in the wider garden we’ve been rescued by the wildflowers and the heady mix of formal and informal has never been more beautiful than with nature’s help this year. So welcome to my May Garden Dairy for our gardens at Ednovean Farm! Continue reading “May in the Ednovean Garden” »
There is an air of anticipation for the day ahead now, as I step outside the door each morning and spring settles sweetly over the garden. We’ve had to work much harder this spring, to put out garden back on track for the year but at the same time, it has been deeply satisfying to rethink and refresh the garden for the season ahead.
Bird song rings around the garden now high and clear on misty mornings with the dew still glistening on the grass and soft and mellow int he sunshine a herald of the eternal progres of spring never more welcome than this year!
March madness has gripped the weather again this week and it temporally lost the plot for a while but has just got a grip on reality in time for the Spring equinox.
The bright spring days of last week have been replaced by earnest sessions of filling the bird feeders and bringing all of the horses on the farm in to the shelter of the stables as the temperatures plummeted again with the return of “The Beast from the East”
My only consolation was that our Bed and Breakfast guests from Australia and America loved it as they lived in normally overheated climes.
This February’s first golden days of spring, changed just a quickly into ice and snow as the month drew to a close and looking back now it almost seems surreal.
The taste of Arctic life with “The Beast from the East” transformed our normally sub tropical Cornish climate into another world and it will live in our memories for years to come I’m sure and yet the garden was transformed touched by the magic of pristine snow.
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!
I must admit to being a reluctant January gardener this month – perhaps it was too much Christmas but somehow the prospect of a left over box of Christmas chocs. and afternoon screening of Father Brown won me over instead!
And yet somehow the garden got on with “making spring” all on its own, bursting into life with a flurry of vibrant Narcissus who have been waiting for twelve months for their very own stage show in which to shine and an exotic Aloe has been fascinating in the Italian Garden
Today I’d like to share three of our favourite walks with you – just snaps and impressions but wonderful memories that I’ve treasured over the years.
When a fabulously bright and sunny day dawns in wintertime, the Cornish have a special name for it: – “A day lent from summer” and those balmy sun filled days are perfect for walking in Cornwall and of course making wonderful memories along the way.
Over the years we’ve walked the coastal footpath around the peninsular from Perranuthnoe to Land’ End and then around to St Ives in easy stages and they were a powerful tool in making the winter seem shorter and now, looking back through our albums storing memories to treasure for a lifetime.
The perfect arc of golden sands of Porthminster beach marks the true gateway to St Ives just below the railway station and a short stroll from the bustling harbour.
As a popular beach, the soft sands of Porthminster have a charming back drop of manicured sub tropical gardens that in turn give way to the wooded slopes that artfully concealing the little railway that ferries visitors along the edge of the bay from Lelant Saltings to St Ives.
Porthminster beach is a smaller, more intimate beach than the Carbis Bay Beach that we visited just before Christmas but with same stunning views across St Ives Bay to the famous Godrevy lighthouse immortalised in Virginia Wolfe’s book “To the Lighthouse”
.Each year the villagers of the beautiful old harbour village of Mousehole in the far west of Cornwall, haul the boats from the harbour to fill the waters with floating pontoons of Christmas lights, dresses the ancient granite walls and welcoming the world to their tiny coastal community. Fund raising for the event will have started in the summer months and now for a few brief weeks they embody the spirit of Christmas.
The glowing Christmas nights of Mousehole have shone across Mounts bay to us each night and last night was the final night – the twelfth day of Christmas. The final twelfth night of Christmas would be our last opportunity (until this December of course) to visit the famous Mousehole lights that feature all of the traditional Christmas symbols of songs and folk lore before they are finally switched off to mark the end of Christmas. For us, as the crowds subsided, the twelfth and final night it is the perfect night to reflect, to watch the lights rippling across the sea in the harbour and experience the atmosphere of Mousehole at its best.
The glowing Christmas nights of Mousehole have shone across Mounts bay to us each night and last night was the final night – the twelfth day of Christmas.