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” »
The soft golden light as the day fades to evening in our garden
“There is something very comforting about a summers’ evening in Cornwall” Charles remarked tonight as we sat in the garden and he’s right – there is something quintessentially British about sitting in the fading light as a long summer evening meets the night. It brings those half remembered impressions of past summers back to the forefront of our memories– those symbols that say summer in big bold letters. The chiming of a church clock perhaps, or the golden light of early evening, maybe anticipating the prospect of barbeques on the beach –all these things add up to summer days that stretch on seemingly forever as unbelievable we approach the longest day of the year. Continue reading “A summer evening” »