Monday, 31 December 2012

Happy New Year

The house at sunset the other evening

Well another year has gone somewhere but i can't think where!! But can Charles and I wish you all the happiest New years of peace and prosperity and may all of your dreams come true!!

Christine, Charles, Spud and Danni (and his family of course!)

Some photos from our Christmas week hope you enjoy them:-

I filled the window sills with candles and holly from the garden

St Micheal's Mont of course beyond the courtyard

Danni settling down for his morning snooze

Spud full of Turkey on patrol in the stables

Our tree in the hall

The evening sunset

The last moment casting the house into relief

The wonderful colours of the sky

Monday, 24 December 2012

Happy Christmas

Our tree in the hall

The night before Christmas and a certain silence a certain quiet in the air. Our tree is decorated wtih the little velvet and hessian hearts and drums that i bought for our very first Christmas from that famous emporium R&J Supplies, at Praa sands and they will be lovingly tucked away in a little box marked velvet decorations after Christmas to wait again in the loft for their two week annual holiday.

Somehow the mild weather doesn't feel a bit like Christmas and boy has it rained lately. Charles and i rode up primrose Hill the other day, to find the narrow lane flooded at the top.  Just as the horses were about to wade through the knee deep water, a fox rushed across leaping high, in an attempt to keep dry but only succeeding in putting up a wash like a speed boat that lapped towards Danni's astonished nose!

Spud our little submissive angelic cat, discovered a friends visiting dog in the hall and full of Christmas spirit launched an attack  that would have done a Rottweiler proud, rolling out of sight under the Christmas tree in a ball of feline furry firmly attached to the astonished dog. he sat on the window cill snarling for the rest of the morning after that - I'm not sure if Santa will call on him after that What do you think?

Spud cuddling his mouse and waiting for Santa

And finally wishing you all a very happy Christmas - thank you for visiting us and sharing our home, thank you for reading and  for commenting through the year. Have the best Christmas and may all of your dreams come true

Christine, Charles, Danni the horse and Spud Cat Esq!

p>S Great Christmas Tree this year at Trevenna Cross Nurseries

Monday, 10 December 2012

A Cornwall blog for Patti

St Micheal's Mount just after dawn the other morning

I was asked to write a blog about Cornwall the other week for B&B colleague Patti in America who has started a new blog One Road at  a Time to gently cover Patti's own travel experiences and explore the world beyond the horizon. This morning I thought that perhaps you'd like to read it too!

Cornwall a land beyond the horizon

Come let me tell you something of my home in a far away corner of western Britain - Cornwall. Warmed by the gulf stream and almost inaccessible over the centuries to all but the most intrepid of travellers, its history swirls hidden by the veil of the present and takes form in the shape of the stone circles, ancient villages and fugous. The old memories tell of pixies, knockers and giants in times of distant magic and the Cornish language so strange and unpronounceable to English ears still lingers on to trap the unwary in the pronunciation of anything from road signs to field names. Take a drive through narrow roads that wind through farmyards, past low banks of warm soil decked with wild flowers, past field systems that have lain unchanged since the bronze age. As you drive you may notice the jutting granite engine houses that are all that remain of the industrial revolution that saw Cornwall in the forefront of tin, copper and silver mining; the jagged scars of a once tortured landscape clothed again now by nature as the miners bones lay entombed in the church yards. Young bold men who found they could drill faster "dry" than wet until the drills were known as the "widow makers" and the churchyards were full of such men in their thirties. Yet still Cornwall gave her innovations to the world, Humphrey Davy the inventor of the miners safety lamp, the miners who spread out around the world to America, Australia, South America with their knowledge of hard rock mining and then the mining was gone sliding away into the mists of time, generations only a memory

One of the many ruined Engine Houses that haunt
the landscape

Beyond the land the sea - always nearby in Cornwall, the county shaped almost as an island in its long narrow isolation bounded only by the sea To north and west and flanked by the River Tamar into England. Each coastal village with a harbour, great granite constructions to withstand the power of the turbulent ocean, where daily the men risked their lives to catch the fish and to this day the boats still set out from the harbours, risking all on the jagged granite coastline where the Atlantic rollers pound. The seas around here are a graveyard of ships over the centuries, never more so that the Isles of Scilly. The legends of ships lured to the rocks by bobbing lights still linger on - with just a hint of truth perhaps - as each Sunday the pastor may finish his prayers with "Dear lord keep them safe on the seas but if they founder let it be near here"

Charles took this one on a sunny spring day as we  walked beside
a traditional fishing cove - Cadgwith

To this day Cornwall can be warm and somnolent, holding the warmth and moisture to her bosom and encouraging great valley gardens to be made, often with the profits of the shipping industry and many are still nurtured to this day.

Cornwall with the bright inspiring light that drew artist to work here, forming The St Ives School and the Penzance and Newlyn School. Cornwall to this day is a magnet to artist and crafts men who come to live simply in the little stone cottages tucked into the hillsides or clinging to the harbours. And now we have foodie Cornwall where the young chefs come to make their names competing with each other to prepare the freshest local vegetables and freshly landed fish in artfully designed restaurants to woo the visitor.

Cornwall my Cornwall, a county to haunt the soul.

About Christine and Charles

I live and work in the far west of Cornwall at Ednovean Farm Perranuthnoe, in a 17 century barn overlooking Mounts Bay, with the jewel of St Micheal's Mount never far from our view. We have been welcoming guests from around the world to our AA five star gold Bed and Breakfast for twenty one years now. Our home has slowly evolved over this time, as we worked our way through a trio of farm buildings to make the home that you see today. One of the earliest references that I could find for our home, was in an early Tithe map in the county records office, that referred to it as "Cot House Town Place" with a dwelling house opposite to it. Well, the dwelling house has long since disappeared and the County Librarian was of the opinion that the word "Cot" came from the West Saxon language, so who knows what things the stones of my walls have seen.

The entry in the Book that accompanies the Tithe map

We renovated our barn over a year prior to our marriage and Charles carried me through the door on our wedding day! Slowly over the years we have created three en suite bedrooms, two with French doors to private sitting areas and the third with a romantic hand carved four poster bed. For the gardens we started in the old farmyard before working our way out across a natural terrace on the top of the hillside, overlooking the sweep of Mounts Bay, finally landscaping an acre and a half of garden starting with the Mediterranean style courtyards and formal parterres, that leading to sweeps of lawns and Italian Gardens, all guarding secret private corners for my guest to find, to while away the afternoon with a book.

And on the farm? We have imported and Pura Raza Espanola Stallion, Danilon, from Madrid in Spain and we have bred him with our thoroughbred mares to produce a Spanish Sports horse - we are just about to start training the first of his offspring so I'm very excited!

For more information about our home find our website
Our Blog The Ednovean Diaries
or find us on Facebook

Some useful links about Cornwall

Friday, 30 November 2012

A small moment in the adventures of Spud

Spud on a window sill

The day starts early for Spud Cat, with the Ednovean farm, the gardens and stables to patrol AND to be home in time for second breakfast ( he eats his first before setting off on patrol of course) He hasn't yet trained us in his precise door opening requirements and so gains access (when required) by racing for the front door when we or an unsuspecting guest is about to go in, wailing on the door step or intriguingly the other night scaling across the Pink room's bathroom roof to peer in an upstairs window at us. So yesterday morning when I heard a scrabling outside our bedroom window, I assumed Spud "needed-door-open" and was just in time to watch Spud climbing up the creeper clinging on like a small monkey. he stopped by this first floor window to asses the view and just maybe contemplate how to get down again...................

The ground has gone

"What shall i do Now"

"It seemed a good idea at the time"

"Fire Brigade or ladder?"

"Just act casual"

You will be relieved to hear that by the time we were dressed Spud was down from his perch and waiting for second Breakfast!

Thursday, 29 November 2012

After the storm

The view over Perranuthnoe from the Garden - that is Mousehole across the

The storm clouds have cleared at last and it was almost a revelation to see the bay again after days of stormy rain - I'm sure the whole country has breathed a sigh of relief as the sun came out again!

St Micheal's Mount of course with Penzance and Newlyn

A garden arch leading to one of my hidden benches

A little courtyard lush in the sunshine

Spud prowling the Parterre - why is he looking up - read my next blog to
find out!

Dolly the riding horse!! Dear Dolly who has spent so
 long escorting walkers across her field has finally finished her
early training and starting her next adventure as a riding horse!
A horse with a proper job! (aged four)

Friday, 23 November 2012

Ednovean Farm's November garden part 3!

Through the garden gate again, this time towards the
car park beside the stables to look down over the

There are ususaly cars parked just here but
today I wa able to take this view

St Micheal's Mount in the sunshine beyond our "signature"
Date palms

That is Penzance across Mounts bay - people aften ask
how  far it is to Penzance and I look out of the kitchen
window and say
"about ten minutes drive!"

climbing higher up the steps that cross the lane and looking down on the
entrance where cars park

back into the garden proper far below and our chief
rabbit lawn mower undetered by the fallen leaves

These are transformed in the autumn as they flower

The view beyond the Italian Garden from the Blue room

The terrace in front of the garden room

So this is nearly my last garden walk of the yar one more before Christmas - what a frightening thought where do the days go or even the years - a wall frshly built and painted is suddenly covered by ivy and gently settling into the ladscape, the freshly mown grass of summer is now home to a rabbit bu still new life is waiting ready to slumber for the winter and spring up agian in the err spring (no pun intended!) So i'll leave you with the ever ootomistic spud King of the garden and diligent hunter of the farm

Ivy creeping over a wall

life is wonderful for Spud prowling his new kingdom

A Welcome form Spud to the November gardens at Ednovean farm

A walk around the November Garden at Ednovean Farm

A fabulous sunset beyond the house roof the other evening

Welcome back to my walk around a Cornish garden in November - a sort of waiting room of a month on the way to spring or so I tell myself!

The ferns that grow so freely in the warmth of the banks
I'm always surprised to see these for sale in
garden centres

The sundial garden with its protective walls of green

The tall stately pampas's plumes reaching for the
iintensely blue sky
One f the little signs from the days when we opened for the NGS

The side of the old farmyard now dubbed the "courtyard" manages to
support some sizable Date Palms in its shelter despite the lack of top soil

These pretty miniature roses have decided to flower again
lured by the mild autumn Weather

The fountain that farms the centre of the parterre - you can see how the fig trees work as a dark frame for the courtyards

Hydrangeas in flower again in the car park

nearly finished and back to that glorious sunset

Ready for another day

There were just few more that I wanted to show you so cont to part three!!