Mounts Bay yesterday with the bluest of seas and St Michael’s Mount as the pearl
We followed the bluest of seas along the coastal path yesterday – Mounts bay looked so enchanting that we couldn’t help but pause and just look out over the bay with a view that stretched from Perranuthnoe all the way to Penzance across the tranquil water.
Dramatic foliage framing St Michael’s Mount at sunset looking across Mounts bay from our garden
I think I fell in love with the garden again this morning. The lines of newly emerged pampas plumes became almost iridescent in the morning sunshine in an ever repeating pattern marching down the garden and I was once again instantly smitten by their quiet majesty. This month’s photos were inspired by the play of light and dappled shadows around the garden and of course the beautiful blue of the sea that frames our days here at Ednovean farm. Continue reading “The September garden” »
Our trusty Land Rover took a break from the supermarket run to explore West Cornwall or maybe just admire the sea
My September diary of travels with lucy Land Rover.
You see, we only have a couple of hours to spare most days and the bright fresh days at the beginning of the month were perfect to set off out and about to explore beyond Penzance – with the help of Lucy Land Rover of course!. Charles loves to visit the numerous Neolithic and early Bronze Age sites in West Cornwall and I love to see the Cornish heathland clothed in the vibrant swathes of heather and gorse at this time of the year and so it was an easy decision to combine the two, while choosing places within easy striking distance of Ednovean Farmand Penzance. This week we visited Men an Tol – a holed healing stone and the stone circles of Tregeseal and Nine Maidens and the Ballowall Barrow overlooking the spectacular coastline at Cape Cornwall Continue reading “A September diary visits to Men an Tol, Tregeseal and Nine Maidens stone circles” »
The sun is still setting far to our right as we look out across the Date palms in the courtyard
We’ve reached the final days of August with the last Bank holiday of the year and it always brings a poignant moment for me as I realise that summer is slipping away. Too soon the long heady summer days have slipped away and I always pause to reflect on their passing before settling down to enjoy the long somnolent days that lead into autumn. Maybe there will be still time in the next couple of months to take a trip to the beach and relive the childhood enchantment of paddling along the seashore as the warmth of summer lingers on. Yet I’ve noticed in the countryside around us there is a small but subtle change of the seasons as the harvest begin to be taken in
It feels like June with the Echiums swaying gently and alive with bees against the bluest skies i
All in all I can definitely say it is starting to feel like June now with a new high forming over the British Isles to bring that delicious holiday heat. Perhaps we were lucky, last week, to live in West Cornwall, with the most westerly and the most southerly point nearly on our doorsteps. Certainly our Bed and Breakfast guests made the best use of geography and leap-frogged to the best spots to enjoy their holidays: one day a trip to the Lizard Point to walk around the Peninsular, another to Land’s End to explore the craggy granite cliffs and they even managed a warm sunny evening to watch a play at the Minack Theatre too! Continue reading “It definitely feels like June” »
Looking down on the echiums and Date Palm at the courtyard entrance
May has come and nearly gone in our Cornish garden at Ednovean farm and it has never felt as alive and full of spring promise as this year as the garden continues to mature.The scent of the blue bells is still hanging in the air, long after it should have been gone but then this has been a strange, voluptuous month, held in slow motion, hostage to the cool breezes. Continue reading “May in the Ednovean Farm Garden” »
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. Continue reading “I slow down for butterflies!” »
The tulips have been a joy this month appearing reliably again each year.
As April flaunts the last of her spring credentials, the hotly anticipated Tulips have at last faded in our entrance at Ednovean Farm. The last of the silky white petals falling just as the first plump buds of the Irises emerged. Spring is dead long live the spring and on with the show! Continue reading “April in the Ednovean Farm Garden” »
An old gatepost, softened by enveloping Daffodils, provides a focal point at the end of a garden walk
Each day brings new changes to the garden and to the Cornish countryside too as we race towards the spring equinox on Friday. Of course, in reality every hedgerow and bank is a garden at the moment with bright primroses tucked between the mossy stones beside the lanes and flower pickers hard at work in the flower fields. Already now some fields have “bolted” and been left unpicked as a blaze of golden yellow to catch the eye unexpectedly. In the Ednovean farm garden the first tulip opened today and so I thought I had better start my monthly diary before those daffodil days were gone! Continue reading “My March garden diary as spring rolls out” »
Ah February days in the garden when the perfect mystery of the season begins expand its magic as each day I’ve watched the garden slowly unfold from its winter rest. Each day has brought a new part of the cycle of the gardens return to life that it has been so slight that it has been almost imperceptible. I’ve watched the Daffodils slowly unfold from the soil and spread through the garden starting in the warmest most sheltered corners and then finally surging through the garden in an unstoppable tide. Continue reading “February days in the garden” »