Easter, this year offered the first taste of spring and a promise of summer. The weekend dawned warm and dry and saw our guest blissfully walking out along the nearby coastal footpath, spurning the roads and their cars for the holiday. By some serendipitous plan or accident of fate the A394 and the coastal footpath run parallel to each other –the footpath meandering westwards from Perranuthnoe to Marazion with the opportunity to perhaps explore St Michael’s Mount, then with the beach stretching enticingly away into Penzance or turn eastwards to Stackhouse Cove, Cudden Point, Prussia Cove, Praa sands and for the really active Porthleven. In the parallel universe of the road the friendly green busses of Western National, chug to and through, ready to scoop up the weary walkers and bear them back to Perran Cross roads! And just to be entirely sure I usually give guest a card for the local taxi firm as well…just in case
Bunnies waiting for new owners at our Easter breakfast table
Daffodils under the Olive trees in our garden
And for Charles and I, our daily tasks completed this Easter, we settled for the afternoon, in the enveloping peace of the garden. Dozing gently, cocooned in the blissful warmth, with the sound of the sea drifting up from the beach below, and lulled by the industrious buzzing of the bees, searching the nearby Rosemary flowers for company it was a perfect treat.
The Daffodils have lingered longer this year, the fields making bright slashes of yellow seen through ancient hedgerows, the severe thorny branches transformed by the glorious white May flowers, with the drifts of wild garlic drifting away along the verges in a glorious cloud of white flowers, intermingled by the cobalt haze of the blue bells.
Each field here at Ednovean Farm this year seems to contain a hundred bobbing rabbits of every age, every size, some cavorting in circles or just crouched in curious groups, the sun reflecting through their fine ears. In their honour we laid our Easter table with a more chocolate treat at each place setting, each silver rabbit waiting patiently for their new owners at Breakfast time.
And as the spring creeps on not quite yet yielding to Summer, we sometimes find a minute to finish the day, by wandering across our fields and down to Perran Beach to watch the sun reflect across the water as it slides below the horizon as it has done, almost into infinity but it always holds a special moment of magic for me – the special sunset. Our photos were taken on February evening by Charles - for more images click to visit our web blog. And please keep watching the blog for the hoped for birth of Lizzies foal due any day now.
