“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where the Oxslips and the nodding Violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious Woodbine, With sweet musk-rose and with Eglantine.” A Midsummer Night’s Dream – William Shakespeare. *** Mid-Summer is here… the longest day, where the sun reigns. We love to celebrate with a special feast. Usually outside, cooked over a fire, but as today is a seriously miserable day here in Bristol, I shall be setting our dining table for
Summer days, remind me of making ‘perfume’ from roses in my Nana’s garden. Walking around her flower beds, picking petals and making a floral stew in a bucket of water. My Nan, who loved to garden, would always ask me to use the petals from the roses that had fallen on the floor, never to pick the actual blooms. But the eight year old me, wouldn’t listen, and when my parents and Nana had their backs turned, I would grab
Last summer was our first time to Just So Festival. Driving up to Cheshire, discussing what it would be like, neither of us actually knowing quite what to expect. Arriving on site we were instantly transported into an amazing world of magical adventure. A whirlwind or gasps, triumphs, crazy dancing and fairy dust. It was the best weekend we could wish for. Last week, Just So announced the festival line up for this Summer. The boys and I have been
You might remember last year when I said we had found our beach. Well I am going to say it again. We have found our beach! Kynance Cove is stuff of childhood dreams. Rocky, wild and raw. The trek down from the beach gives glimpse of the clear turquoise seas crashing below. Scrambling over rocks at low tide, to finally land on white sands and soaring cliffs covered in barnacles. At very low tide the sea allows you to
Staying on the Lizard is new to me. I’ve been to other places in Cornwall, and over the years I have discovered great beaches and the perfect cafe for romantic meals or quick bites for kids. Landing somewhere new is always a little tricky, fun, but tricky. Days can be spent finding the perfect village, cafe or beach. On the first day of our holiday we walked out of the barn and across the field, following the small stream down
Last week we spent on holiday in glorious Cornwall (have I mentioned it before? ahem). Anyway, I suppose I should start from the beginning. To me a good holiday starts with a great place to stay. A home from home, somewhere after a days adventuring you come back to and it’s comfortable, beautiful and loved.
This evening I am sadly packing my bags to return home. We have loved Cornwall so much! Hedgerows, woodlands and even sand dunes are covered with bluebells, cowparsley and red campion. Everywhere I look, these beautiful spring flowers are nodding their pretty heads. Whilst the Helford river, the beaches and shores have delighted our need for the sea. Boat rides, crabbing, sand castles and paddling. The Lizard has weaved a magical spell over us. Cornwall you have excelled yourself.