Cornwall

Late Spring is a good time to visit this lovely corner of England - the sun grows warmer, the days longer, the cliffs, footpaths, and hedgerows become magically clothed in a tapestry of wildflowers.

In some areas "white" blue bells outnumbered blue ones, which is something that I have never witnessed before. I checked them out and all were happily our native Hyacinthoides non-scripta, and not the Spanish ones.

We stayed in a gem of a hotel situated in its own 8 acre sub-tropical garden.

View from the glass dinning-room terrace across the garden.

The view we enjoyed from our balcony looking towards the coast

We were just a few days too soon to see the Paulownia Tomentosa - foxglove tree in full flower which sports an aroma akin to that of Parma Violets.

The Wisteria was newly open and

the Ostrich ferns with their vibrant green leaves and rust coloured sheaths were unfurling. 

Following our  arrival and refreshed courtesy a cup of tea, we set off along the winding pathways which head down towards the coast. We walked beneath these Gunnera Manicata - 'giant rhubarb' plants, whose two metre wide leaves fan out from tall thick, spiky trunks, along with their large flower heads.

Tree ferns - Dicksonia antartica

Scattered throughout the garden these tree ferns were originally cut down and used as ballast on returning ships from Australasia. The stumps were thrown overboard as the ships came into dock in neighbouring Falmouth harbour, and were then replanted in this garden. They only grow around 2.5cm, a year on average and the largest in the garden are now aged between 180-200 years old.  

Do join me in another garden soon 🌸 

In the Garden......

.........six Goldcrests - Regulus regulus have delighted us today as they flittered around our Norwegian Spruce for half an hour. Along with the Firecrest the Goldcrest is the UKs smallest bird. They particularly enjoy spruce trees as their small thin beak is ideally suited for picking out the tiny insects from between the pine needles. 

One of our resident Robins Erithacus rubecula has been cautiously flying in and out with mouthfuls of moss putting the final touches to its nest. The nest is in a climbing hydrangea on one our house walls but I am a little concerned that it is situated rather low. I am aware, however, that they do tend to build low and Robins know better than me. We have several Magpies Pica pica who patrol our garden along with a pair of resident Jays Garrulus glandarius which makes the garden a hostile world for smaller birds. I have already spotted a Magpie with a blue egg in its beak flying out of the hedgerow whilst watched by two very distressed blackbirds Turdus merula.

The exquisite perfume from this beautiful  Stephanotis floribunda in the conservatory brings back memories of my bridal bouquet which featured its pretty white waxy flowers

The flowers perfume reminds me of how lovely it would be to wander through a beautiful sub-tropical flower garden in some warm April sunshine, which with luck, we hope to be doing soon. However, flying is currently off our agenda as we endeavour to keep our carbon footprint lower, so where might we be going? 

What is your Opinion?

Beatrix Potter's book about a little wood mouse named Mrs Thomasina Tittlemouse tells the story of her efforts to keep her house in order, which is something that I have been endeavouring to do, but very slowly - hence my absence.

Currently a controversial object in our small town is this black boy statue which has graced one of the building for exactly 250 years.

The building, once a school, is now privately owned, and the little statue rings the bell on the hour.

The black boy clock was made by a local clockmaker in 1774, and is the only clock with what is known as a Jacquemart clock movement in the county of Gloucestershire.

Jacquemarts are usually part of clocks or clocktowers, and are often near or at the top of a construction. The figurine is also known as Jack of the Clock or Jack o'Clock. 

Many people are calling for it to be removed, but is that actually an endeavour to wipe the slate clean and not acknowledge the awful facts and history surrounding the influence of slavery and colonialism? The current situation is that because the clock is attached to what is now a private dwelling, the local council's powers to take action are limited.