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Winter is Dead …

thank goodness for that.  Up country, the trees have fully regrown their leaves.  Down here in Cornwall, even though Spring happens early, the trees are still recovering from the “deadness” of Winter.  Some of them are still bald, some are slowly sprouting tiny leaves, pert against the blueness of a Spring sky.  I understand why this is my husband’s favourite season.  He says he likes it because there is hope in the air.  I like it because it is beautiful.  Suddenly the greyness is gone and there is an abundance of colour.  What’s not to like about Spring?  You must be really dull or hate life not to embrace everything about it.

Spring break has also come and gone.  We spent the first week pottering about, mostly gardening, although there is still a lot to be done, we are slowly getting there.

We also visited my in-laws in the second week and did a day trip to the bustling city of London.  It was nice to spend time with the family, but it was great to drive back home to the country again.  I think I also understand why some people don’t like leaving their place.  It can sometimes be a bit cumbersome and I’m not alone in feeling this.  My husband heaved a heavy sigh as he stepped on the gas to make that long trip back up-country.  We haven’t even left and yet we were already longing for home.

Ah home.  At the moment, home is this 400-year-old farm cottage surrounded by cows and fields.  The house gets mouldy in Winter, I have yet to repaint the walls.  There are still remnants of mould even though we’ve tried our best to wipe them away, you can still see them on the walls like scars that haven’t healed.  I’ll get down to doing all that, hopefully this week.

Hope and Spring, such a lovely combination, don’t you think?

Evidence of Spring

I’m cold as soon as I get up in the morning.  I’m missing our warm-terraced house in Bos.  This 400-year-old detached house surrounded by farmland, although lovely, is bloody too cold!  As soon as T is eating breakfast, I dive back into the duvet before jumping out again and helping her get ready for school.  I’ve had enough of this cold weather.  I’m desperate for the warmth and the sun, while summer is far off, I’ll settle for spring.

We had a burst of good weather last Sunday and the husband took this opportunity to chop off the tree that fell a few days ago because of really strong winds last week, although it was cold, I decided to join him and T out for some fresh air.   I also took my camera out to take some photos:

T had fun jumping in her trampoline.  She hasn’t played out here in awhile.

Wearing her current favourite jumper in the world.

I was so pleased to see so much green coming around, a cheery contrast to the drabness of the winter trees.  It made me happy to find spring flowers finally sprouting out in our garden.

And who doesn’t love snowdrops?

As you can see, there’s a snowdrop reunion happening on the side of our house.  Aren’t they the loveliest?

I think spring is slowly creeping in in spite the cold weather.

What’s your favourite spring flower?

I love snowdrops, bluebells and daffodils.

What about you?

Day Lilies in Our Garden

Since moving in our new home last May, we don’t really know what flowers grow in our garden, so it was a lovely surprise when I noticed these flowers growing a few weeks ago.

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I didn’t know what they were, but knew that they were a type of lily.  I posted a photo on Instagram and someone suggested that it might be a Day Lily.  I thanked the person and googled, and sure enough, she was right.  Don’t you just love Instagram for that?

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I’ve always loved looking at rain or dew drops on petals.

As mentioned on previous posts, we haven’t really done much gardening apart from mowing the lawn.  It’s lovely though to get surprises like these in our garden.  Since arriving in our new home, I feel like our garden is presenting us with gifts or offerings, so far we’ve been given daffodils, bluebells, lilies and other beautiful wild flowers.  I feel so much blessed – thank you.  By next year, we’ll be able to tell what kind of beauties grow season by season.

Can’t wait to see what other lovely flowers will bloom in our garden.

Do you like flowers?

Wild Flowers: Bringing the Outdoors In

I’ve always loved wildflowers even as a child.  I guess you could say I inherited it from my mother, who in turn got it from her mum.  There was always freshly picked flowers from the garden.  And I loved that.

As an adult, I’ve had that desire too, to be always surrounded by flowers, especially the ones that grow in the wild, I like to take them in with me…

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I like looking around inside our house and seeing them there.  As the great French impressionist once said …

I must have flowers, always and always – Monet

And I so agree with him, always and always.  Now excuse me while I pick more flowers from our garden.

What about you?

Do you like wildflowers too?

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A Walk in Photos

St. George’s flag was flying proudly up Forrarbury church as Doc and I walked towards it last Sunday.  Oh yes, I remembered, it was after all St. George’s day the day before that.

The last time we were out, I noticed some lovely bluebells strewn all over the grass near Forrarbury church.  I made a mental note to come back with my camera, but never did.

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Luckily when we came back, the bluebells were still around.

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Aren’t they the loveliest?  After a few snaps, Doc and I went ahead with our walk and found this bunny rabbit on the cemetery grounds.

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Someone must have left it there for a love one.  Doc and I went to our usual jaunt on the headland at this point, I had to put my camera back in my bag.  It was a weekend and there were a lot of dog-walkers out and this meant, I couldn’t let Doc off his leash.  He gets too excited when there are others, especially since some of them had their little toddlers in tow.  I didn’t want to frighten the little ones with an over-excited friendly dog running up to them, even if it’s just to say hi.

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Once back on the road, I did manage a few measly shots.

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When we first moved down to Cornwall, I used to wonder why some of the trees were odd-shaped looking, as if they were slanting.  Then I realised the trees are slanting because of the harsh Cornish wind.  I find it fascinating.  You’ll find slanting trees  dotted all over the Cornish coast.

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Have you ever seen trees slanting trees in your area?

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The Flowers of Trerice – A National Trust Property

It’s so worth it to be members of the National Trust and English Heritage when you have a little one to entertain.  During the holidays or weekends, when the weather is good (or even bad), a day out in any of their properties is sure to be a winner and of course not just for the little ones, but as well as for the grown-ups too.  There is a rich history behind each property which allows us to get a glimpse of what it was like to live in a certain era and they often come with lovely grounds and gardens great for exploring or just enjoying it’s beauty and splendour.

Trerice is a grand Elizabethan Manor near Newquay down here in Cornwall.  Just like all other National Trust properties, the gardens have beautiful plants, trees and flowers, but since it is still early spring, there wasn’t much abundance of them, but even the few that were there were still lovely and definitely worth a photo, or two, or more 😉

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Bluebells are one of my favourite spring flowers.  We didn’t find a lot of them, but still saw them dotted all over the gardens.

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We also spied a few pink ones too.  Aren’t they the prettiest?

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Beautiful red tulips.

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My favourite spring flowers are snowdrops, bluebells, tulips and of course daffodils.

What are yours?

Do you have any favourite National Trust or English Heritage property?

Do share.

Signs of Spring

Here in Cornwall, spring comes early.  As soon as it hits January, my husband becomes like an excited little boy eager to see his first sighting of a daffodil or a snowdrop.  Most of you know how depressing the past couple of months has been with its really bad weather which resulted to flooding all over the UK.  Hopefully, that is over now.

In our little household, my daughter and I have been battling with a bad cough and cold.  She seems to be doing better.  I on the one hand, seemed to have been hit really bad.  At night, you’d hear me cough and snort like an old engine trying to rev up, it’s been disturbing my husband so I’ve been sleeping with my daughter who doesn’t seem to mind.  I think all my snorting and coughing assures her that I am still beside her and so she sleeps well.

So yes, folks, I’ve been walking around in our little house with a head that feels as big and heavy as a rain-cloud – snorting and huffing away like an engine of an old train, all drugged up with paracetamol.  To make matters worst, I’ve also been hit by a massive wave of homesickness that’s been bashing me day in and day out.  I haven’t seen my family for over three years now you see, although admittedly I do Skype with them regularly, but that’s not the same.  Little T and I were supposed to go home this February, but the unexpected sale of our house has derailed that trip and since the sale of houses here in England happens in a snail’s pace, all plans are shelved right now.  We are in limbo, hence the woe-is-me attitude.

Going back to a more cheerful topic – spring!  Yes, we’ve had a number of good days actually.  The sun’s been out, though we’ve also had a few showers, but at least, we have been re-acquainted with the sun and the days also seem longer.

I don’t exactly recall the first time my husband had his first daffodil sighting, I think it did happen sometime in January and we’ve also seen snow-drops.  But yes, spring has sprung, not in full-bloom, but it’s definitely made its presence felt.

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This photo was taken in Lanhydrock (a National Trust property nearest to us) a few years ago.  The flowers are lovely there in the spring.  Come to think of it, the flowers are lovely everywhere in spring time here in England.

What I also love about it is that you can take spring inside your home with you.  Last year, my husband planted some crocuses and it bloomed the loveliest shade of pink and white.  This year because of the (sigh) sale of the house, we haven’t done any spring time preparations at all.

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Lat year, even the daffodils were proudly displayed on our kitchen table.  At the moment, I don’t have any spring flowers inside our home, only the flowers given to us on Valentine’s Day.  I’m thankful for that too.

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What do you love about spring?

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All About The Flowers

As I’ve mentioned, my husband and I aren’t big on Valentine’s Day.  Last year I baked a cake and we ordered a Chinese take-away.  This year we talked about having our own fruit de mer, but when my husband said he’d have to go out first thing in the morning to get the seafood fresh, I tried to convince him that it wasn’t worth it.  But he was adamant, not knowing that fresh seafood was not the only reason why he wanted to go to the shop first thing in the morning.

He wanted to get us fresh flowers and apparently, during Valentine’s Day, the lovely fresh flowers are known to disappear real fast and if you buy them mid-morning all you’ll ever get are left-overs.  Come to think of it, this may be the reason why I never got any roses on Valentine’s Day, not that I ever complained or that it mattered.

So there he was along with other husbands/boyfriends rushing to get the first blooms and all they found were crap ones.  When they asked a member of staff, it turns out that the delivery van was late! I found that funny, of all days, he was late to deliver the flowers on Valentine’s Day!  He probably just made a side-trip to deliver his flowers to his wife/girlfriend.  Anyway, seeing the disappointed/panicked faces of the bewildered husbands/boyfriends – the same staff took pity on them and told them that there were actually about five fresh bouquets at the garage.  Before she even finished her sentence, my husband was out in a flash.

To make the story short, he got the best two bouquets from the bunch.  Of course I was really touched, I finally got my lovely red roses, but what really, really, made my Valentine’s Day is that he didn’t forget his daughter.  You see, little T loves flowers too.  I guess she sees her dad buy me flowers every now and then.  She once told me “I want Dada to buy me flowers too” I told her I’m sure he would oblige if we asked him.  I’ve been meaning to, but keep forgetting.

We heard him park up in front of the house, still in our pyjamas, Little T and I watched him from the window.  When I saw the flowers I said to her “Dada has bought us flowers!  It’s for you and me”  Her face broke into the sweetest smile and when he came in, I quickly said “Dada, thank you for buying me and Little T flowers“.  And winked at him, just so he’d know that I was going to share my flowers with her, not knowing that she had her own!   So here she is, smiling for the camera with her tousled hair and first ever bouquet.

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My husband said “I just wanted to be the first one to ever give her flowers”  Wasn’t that sweet?  She was ever so pleased and even asked me if she could arrange the flowers herself.  I let her.  Now her beautiful flowers are in a vase in her bedroom.  She likes to look at it and say “I love my flowers!”

As for the fruit de mer – it was absolutely delicious!  Never mind if we didn’t talk about anything romantic and instead ended up talking about history.  Actually we were talking about Hilary Mantel’s multi-award winning book “Wolf Hall” which I haven’t read and he liked.  He mentioned about how Cromwell lost his wife and two daughters in the sweating plague at that time.  What was sad about this is that he never really knew his youngest daughter and his only memory of her, is a little girl in wings (which he made for her) and refused to take off.  He never even had the chance to have her portrait taken, so there was nothing for him to remember her by, except that one memory of a little girl in wings.  It broke my heart.

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How was your Valentine’s Day?

Garden Blooms, Itchy Fingers and other News

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One of the reasons why I love summer is that our little garden is always in full bloom.  I love sweet peas.  I love them in the garden, such sweet little flowers and the best bit is that they grow so fast and you have to keep picking them.  There’s always enough flowers for the whole house!  When I’m an old woman and back in my home country, I’ll always remember how much I love sweet peas and summer in England.

And of course, the other blooms as well.

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Oh and yes, I’m having itchy fingers again.  I’ve been itching to change my theme and lay-out again.  So please don’t be surprised if the next time you visit you’ll find a different theme once again.  Those lovely people who’ve been following my blog since the very beginning will know that I get itchy fingers every now and then.

In other news, little T is growing up so fast!  On the 26th of this month, she will be turning 3!  It’s amazing how much time does go by – not so fast please, I want to be able to enjoy my little girl more.  Perhaps, that’s a reminder that I should indeed do that – enjoy her more, before she turns 4, 5, 6 and before you know it – she’ll be a teenager who’ll want to spend more time with her friends than with her little old mom.  Oh dear.  I do dread that day.

Also, we are expecting guests!  Old friends who have known both me and my husband since our Ghana days.  Whoopie-bloody-doo-dah!  The first one arrives tomorrow, he also happens to be my daughter’s Godfather.  Yay.  And the other one used to be our flatmate in Accra, he’ll be arriving on the first week of September.  Woo-hoo!  Now let’s hope the weather cooperates …

Have a great weekend everyone.