Autumn has not stolen in on softly padded velvet paws this year. No, this year our autumn marched into our lives, laced with gales and fogs. This has been an autumn to send the temperatures spinning and the sea into a frenzy of rolling waves and spray.
Seasons in West Cornwall
Suddenly the days lengthened, the courtyard gardens filled with birdsong and our two little bats emerged from their hibernation to flirt with the twilight. Summertime had arrived in our gardens!
This March has fled away from us, carried on the rollercoaster of spring towards its predestined destination. As the month closes, the wonderful tide of yellow daffodils has already started to give way to vibrant tulips in candy bright colours.
Our Ednovean winter has changed from winter to spring in the blink of an eye. Each week has given a new challenge – nevertheless I know the work that we do in the still short days will pay dividends throughout the summer months.
A day dawned when the delicious ripple of spring was in the air and teased us from our winter hibernation. We walked under exquisite skies with the scent of the wildflowers drifting around us and the sound of the sea in our ears.
Porthleven Harbour with dramatic shadows and tasty pasties feature large in our latest adventure! The atmospheric light and the sheer magnificence of the granite harbour in wintertime.
A walk beside the Cornish sea is a wonderful antidote to Christmas, after the days of calorific over indulgence in the rituals of the season. Well who can resist Christmas Pudding!
New Year’s Day dawned with clear blue skies and bright sunshine. It was a day lent from summertime in fact. A day that was far too tempting not to pack a picnic and choose a walk to a secluded cove.
May we wish you a very Happy Christmas and a comfortable New Year!
We’re looking forward to the vibrant days of spring and the balmy days of summer now aren’t you? Then is will be time to paddle our toes in the sea once more.
here something about the stillness of winter days that speaks of rest and renewal. In these darker days we choose a Christmas tree, add logs to the fire, light candles and settle down to the comfort food of our youth.
The seasons of the sun still linger in our autumn garden. Warm nestling echoes’ of summer time, that are occasionally met by the rattle of winter’s sabre.