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The Castle on Carn Brea which was once a hunting lodge was first built around 1379 AD as a chapel to St. Michael. Around 1790 the building was converted into a folly by the Basset Family who once owned the hill as part of their Tehidy Estate. It is now (and has been for many years) a charming restaurant serving Middle Eastern food.
We have a visiting squirrel that eats the bird food. We put up a baffle to keep him off but somehow he still gets up to the bird feeders. The solution seemed to be to give him his own feeding station so here it is. We have yet to see him getting his peanuts….. It’s been up only a week.
On our walk around the back we have been watching the progress of a field from ploughed to sown to the tiny shoots and now, the grains appearing and creating a view as if an impressionist painting.
Further around the walk the views go for miles across farmland to the sea.
I started making masks today and the instructions suggested that I use pinking shears. Mine got taken for craft work many years ago but Mum’s are still in her sewing box where I am always finding haberdashery treasures. They look a bit rusty but they cut perfectly.
Our walk took us under Carn Brea today and I took this photo for the LiveWires who love going up there and scrambling on the rocks. In fact, the castle never was a ‘castle’ but a folly and later a hunting lodge.See here for the history.
I was pleased to see my favourite car parked along the road in Penryn as I walked to the hairdresser. I love these window boxes.
What a lovely splash of gold among the heather.
The view of Carn Brea changes depending on the direction you are looking from. This was from Barncoose.
Walking home from town today, we suddenly caught an unusual view of Carn Brea Castle from just near our house.
Our Three Wise Monkeys are now in charge of a floriferous Begonia which was yellow when we bought it, changed to pink soon after and is now this lovely peachy colour.
This morning on Radio 4, I heard this beautiful poem by John Clare being read but I missed the introduction so don’t know why it was chosen. The summer has not been ‘beaming forth’ today as temperatures have plunged from 30C to 15C and the skies have stayed grey though the last many weeks past, we have had the most glorious sunshine.
Sonnet by John Clare
I love to see the summer beaming forth
And white wool sack clouds sailing to the north
I love to see the wild flowers come again
And mare blobs stain with gold the meadow drain
And water lillies whiten on the floods
Where reed clumps rustle like a wind shook wood
Where from her hiding place the Moor Hen pushes
And seeks her flag nest floating in bull rushes
I like the willow leaning half way o’er
The clear deep lake to stand upon its shore
I love the hay grass when the flower head swings
To summer winds and insects happy wings
That sport about the meadow the bright day
And see bright beetles in the clear lake play
Looking it up, I discovered that ‘mare blobs’ are marigolds – what a delightful name!
First photo driving home from Truro and catching the view of Carn Brea from Station Hill, Redruth, just as the sun slipped below the horizon, on a long zoom:
Then as the sky turned pink, from the back bedroom window:
On my two mile walk back from delivering our car to the garage early this morning, I was, as always, keeping a lookout for lovely things and I found them!
Join us on our day out – to St Ives on the train, one of the best rides ever along the Cornish coast, in St Ives, to Mounts Bay and thence to Chysauster Ancient Village, home for a break and on up to Carn Brea and home for a relaxed and happy dinner with delicious fresh Runner Beans from the garden. Click on any photo for more detail.
Before supper tonight at The Blue Bar we walked on the beach and passed by a Teddy Bear being hauled up the beach on a miniature surfboard.
Driving home from Porthtowan it is always a joy to see Carn Brea with its castle and monument.
A lovely friend brought me an enormous bunch of Brodiaea which are now on the hall table in a beautiful Jane Hamlyn pot.