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”
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.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.
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We wanted to wish you a very Happy Christmas and thank you for visiting us and following my blog and we hope to see you again in 2018.
There’s a traditional Christmas tree resting gently on the flagstones of our hall now decked with my favourite decorations like an old Christmas friend who has come back to visit us dressed in the same familiar clothes.
We walked up across the farm in a bitterly cold wind one day to cut two thorn trees from a thicket that was invading the field ready for Christmas decorations.
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As the cooler, shorter autumn days set in, so a silent cue for Hygge is whispered through the household. Hygge – that useful, unpronounceable, new word that has crept into decorating speak these days and signals cosy-time to start in the house again.
I’ve started gently here at Ednovean Farm, searching out comfortable plump new cushions for the Blue bedroom’s pretty French bed and retrieving warm quilts and faux fur throws for shelves and cupboards to dress the beds again in our own vintage style before sadly putting the fresh white summer covers away for the winter months ahead.
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Ah goodbye September and with it the summer days as autumn calls and the year mellows. The autumn solstice – those mysterious harbingers of our year intoned by the weather men has passed us by and yet the life of the garden continues.
This September the garden has continued to thrive here at Ednovean Farm, with the native hedgerow, that helps the garden melt into the countryside providing an unexpected bounty of juicy black Sloes berries that tempted us to make some Sloe Gin for Christmas.
We checked out the the National Dahlia collection for you too, as the month has drawn to a close, to enjoy the final autumn blooms of September, upon the recommendation of one of our Bed and Breakfast guests – and did I buy one – read on!? Continue reading “September garden diary – is autumn calling?” »
Autumn days are with us now but with the consolation of harvesting the sloe berries from the hedgerows to make Sloe Gin for a winter or Christmas treat. Sloe Gin is a delicious deep, dark, mellow liqueur, made from the fruits of the native Blackthorn trees that line the farm hedgerows. They just need a little time and patience (and nerves of steel if the truth be told) to penetrate the vicious sharp spines where the glossiest plumpest fruits are to be found. This autumn we’ve (I’m using a royal we there as it is actually Charles project and he has the scars to prove it!) made a batch of Sloe gin and read on for a simple recipe for a warming Christmas treat – allow a minimum of two months for it to mature. Continue reading “Autumn days and sloe gin” »
Ah the blousy days of summer – those hot July days that fades into long summer evening. July’s days so full of promises and long forgotten dreams that you hope they will go on for ever. This month the memories formed in the July garden will fill winter musings, as we sit by the fire, pull out a snuggly throw and turn on the telly or find a good book.
If you have been following my facebook posts on our Bed and Breakfast page you’ll have seen some of my snaps taken in the golden glow of those summer evenings that are such a perfect time to explore the garden and the coup of the Agapanthus on the lower gravel terrace. So join me for memories of July’s blousy days and dreamy evening here in the gardens at Ednovean Farm in my latest garden diary. Continue reading “Garden diary – July’s blousy days” »
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” »
June has marked the capricious zenith of summer in the garden at Ednovean Farm – it has been a month in which we have swung from gales to heat waves – until the summer solstice that arrived almost as a surprise. This month the magnificent Echiums that so intrigue our garden loving Bed and Breakfast guests, have started to fade, to be replaced by the emerging flowers of the ranks of Agapanthus that populate the garden. So on with the show and join me for this month’s garden diary as we tweak the garden and appreciating the shadows as the temperatures soar! Continue reading “June garden diary” »
The glorious month of May and nature has woven a silken thread thorough the garden spontaneous reclaiming the carefully planned spaces with flamboyant mischievously places flowers as though she chose to sprinkle a little fairy dust across the landscape. The sea has never glowed as blue as it has this May, to make a perfect backdrop to our days in the garden and we’ve been busy re ordering some of the spaces in the Italian Garden. So join me for this month’s garden diary for the fabulous month of May. Continue reading “Glorious May in the garden” »