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.
We made a cosy start to the New year here at Ednovean Farm with the breakfast room filled with candles to flicker and glow despite the weather outside. I think that is the art to starting the morning to look for a little bit of magic to start the day or set the scene.
We open our part of the house to welcome our Bed and Breakfast guest to breakfast and start the day cosily under the cocoon of the open roof timbers and for New years day i lit the candles on the chandeliers that line up under the soaring point of the roof and give their glittering reflection to the old vintage mirror that hangs at one end, doubling their flickering warm glow in a reflection that stretched on beyond the walls. Maybe winter days are short but they can be very special it is just a case of looking for that little bit of magic.
As I crossed the lawn this morning I stooped to wipe the mud from my fingers and felt the soft spring like growth of the grass and warmth in the December dew in my winter garden. This month the garden has grown quiet and spare in the short days of gentle dusk like light and I’ve appreciated the shapes and the angles of the formal planting even more, as they are revealed in the play of the low sunshine that occasionally dances on the plants. With the festive season the garden came into the house too over Christmas in the shape of a homemade swag of foliage to play a part in our festive home Continue reading “December my winter garden” »
The very symbol of Festive celebrations has to be the Christmas tree filling the house with the gorgeous deep pine scent of the forest, glowing against the old slate flag stones of our hall.
Each year I take the selection of the Christmas tree very seriously indeed searching the local press and even peering over hedges to the small Christmas tree plantations that have sprung up in the small fields over the last few years.
This years selection was no exception and it created quite a stir with the cat and horse family as the prickly green monster arrived as they gently hibernated for winter to end! Continue reading “Oh Christmas Tree!” »
This week I’d like to share some snaps from a nature photography challenge given to me by a facebook friend– a winter’s week in pictures! I thought it would be more fun to look each day at the countryside around me that I see as I carry out the day to day jobs and journeys. So join me for seven days of photos set in west Cornwall this winter looking at the ordinary landscapes around us and a visit to the sea to watch the waves. Continue reading “Seven winter days in pictures” »
November in the Ednovean farm garden and the wind of change blows through the garden towards winter as I’ve come to conclusion that it could now well be winter – in fact I checked the date on Google, yesterday, just to make sure. Sadly they confirmed the inevitable information but as with all things on Google there is a choice. Winter starts on December the 1st. That’s if you’re a meteorological time keeper of course but this version joyously finishes on the 29th of February – for Astronomical followers the start is the 21st December with the Winter Solstice and doesn’t finish not until a tawdry 20th of March. I looked at the dates and decided upon balance, to adopt the 1st of December and found a woolly hat to st out into the garden – just for the time being of course.
This month I’ve looked at the sheltered courtyard gardens where the more formal layout gives structure to our autumn garden and also looked again at the evergreen Italian gardens where the statues defy the elements in their spare architectural enclosures. Finally there’s another chance to see my little garden video, of the wind bringing the whole garden to life in restless motion, if you missed it last week. Continue reading “November in the Ednovean Farm Gardens” »
The first gale of winter roared in this week and the term “storm lashed bay” springs to mind as I watched the white topped waves sped across the bay beyond the garden. Yet for me there was something intriguing about the motion in the garden that was suddenly brought to life, as the restless wind buffeted the foliage. I spent a few minutes recording the motion of the plants to share with you this week and an awful lot longer wrestling with YouTube! Continue reading “The first of the winter’s gales” »
Perhaps it was the right time this week to light the first candle of Christmas In our hall at Ednovean Farm, just ahead of the terrible news from Paris and in blissful ignorance. With the recent events of the weekend, some of the joy has gone now but the comforting glow lives one and the hope of time honoured rituals.
This week I’ve looked for the time honoured rituals of Christmas that start now in November when the first of the festive lights will start to glow with the promise of peace and goodwill and the mighty flower garland of Cotehele will be lifted again celebration of the season.
And at Ednovean? we start our own more homely run up to Christmas
Continue reading “The first candle of Christmas” »
Ah autumn days and the days grow shorter as the breezes start to stir the autumn leaves. My thoughts recently have begun to turn towards brisk walks along the tide line with the white balls of foam drifting past, only to scud away across the sands and supper in a cosy pub for a special treat in the gathering dusk.
So far the temperature has been remarkably high this year, even for sub tropically inclined west Cornwall but the first misty days of autumn finally came and then cleared with the racing evening breeze to give us to give the late afternoons a glowing golden light sometimes followed by a wonderful sunset.
This week too I’ve gathered an armful of rich russet bracken and drying seed heads from the Cornish banks to bring into the house to celebrate the autumn season and Spud-Cat snoozed on in a cosy window seat. Continue reading “Autumn days” »
We are approaching autumn in our gardens at Ednovean farm now and slowly I’ve noticed the changes in the season as autumn approaches as I’ve watched the birds twist and curl above the garden in a tightly grouped flock with the swift sure movements that are part of the unchanging rhythm of the seasons. Just as surely as I occasionally hear the sound of the sea drifting over the garden with just a little more insistence, or watch Spud with soft white paws treading the golden leaves of autumn that flutter on the lane, as he returns from important cat business abroad. I know each day the signs grow larger that mark the autumn days that lay ahead of us and yet the garden is still full of promise as the flourishing grasses bring an unexpected tawny-red glow to the borders. Continue reading “October and Autumn approaches in the Ednovean Farm Garden” »