Autumn in Kernow

Autumn seems to have truly begun in Cornwall and the crisp and sunny days are upon us. This week has been largely about lighting the log burner during the evening and watching the flames lick the wood and dance about it’s iron cage with careless, but simple beauty.

I must confess that there hasn’t been a whole lot of progress in terms of garden or flower plot tasks as the darker evenings and office days have taken over somewhat, however I did get chance to potter Sunday afternoon away in the garden arranging the last of the garden blooms.

I have the great pleasure of owning a horse and Saturday morning and Sunday afternoon was well spent riding and enjoying our time together. My favourite being clip-clopping about the lanes and admiring the many and varied Cornish country gardens of Mid-Cornwall.

On our Sunday hack we pass the most beautiful terraced garden full to the rafters with cosmos and dahlias, as well as gorgeous roses. We then pass a field where someone has allocated a section for their battery rescue hens and another section is marked out as a clearly fastidiously planned vegetable allotment.

As we meander on- the hedgerows are chock full of wild rose hips, crab apples, berries in every awe-inspiring shade and ferns galore.

One of my favourite sights is the wild section in a particular cabbage field, it’s gone to seed but there’s an ethereal sprinkling of airy white blooms as well as sunflowers standing proud amongst their neighbours, quietly confident in their proud stature whilst the birds swoop by for a chilly lunch.

Gardens that are only a dream creep past. The slowly undulating vistas unfolding as my horse sways past, at just the pace to truly take it all in. And then it’s gone and there’s some new area of the Cornish horizon to gaze upon. Enthralled in autumnal beauty, my home.