Around Trencrom

In early April we were hit once more by wind and rain, freezing temperatures and hailstones, but shortly before that I managed to get in a circular walk around the lanes and the base of Trencrom Hill. Last time I did this I managed to get stuck in the mud and ended up walking half of the way home barefoot! Fortunately the mild weather in late March helped dry out the muddy tracks.

Here’s how the countryside was looking at the end of March:

Dog Violets smother the Cornish hedges. Sadly these are not the perfumed violets.

It was a hazy day with subdued colours in the distance and horizons blurred; sea and sky undefined. Closer by the wildflowers were easier to spot. Blue and white periwinkle, the creamy-green of Alexanders, white blackthorn and copper-coloured maple leaves. Around the hill the gorse is flowering, its deep coconut scent perfuming the air.

Jo’s Monday Walk

38 Comments Add yours

  1. So so beautiful 🌸😊

    1. Heyjude says:

      It’s a pleasant spot πŸ™‚

  2. Anne Guy says:

    Lovely photos of a very familiar place as my late father lived on the hill for 30 years! In fact the third large photo is the gateway of his former home! Thanks for taking these photos and reminding me of dear old Trencrom! By the way in a previous Trencrom post you mention a building at Ninnesbridge…yes it was a former chapel…other relatives lived there in the 1950’s I believe!

    1. Heyjude says:

      Ah, thank you for the information Anne.

      1. Anne Guy says:

        Another bit of info…apparently they used to take a small piano from the Ninnesbridge chapel and carried it up to the top of Trencrom Hill to have the Easter service on the rocks! Think of that next time you struggle up to the top of the hill!

        1. Heyjude says:

          Oh, my! I hope they went up the easier route!

  3. restlessjo says:

    Laughing at the idea of you barefoot, Jude. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ It’s such a pretty little neck of the woods. We just had a geography lesson to explain where Cornwall is. πŸ™‚

    1. Heyjude says:

      I knew you’d laugh, you’d laugh even more if you saw how thick and black that mud was! Had to hose myself down before going indoors. How’s things going over there? Having fun?

      1. Sue says:

        Oh, my, you poor thing Jude!

      2. restlessjo says:

        By Algarve standards, the weather’s been atrocious, Jude. Though I expect it’s still relatively good in comparison. We’ve found plenty to do and had a good time but it’s not been the laze in the sun that they wanted. I shall be very sad to see them go tomorrow.

        1. Heyjude says:

          Ah, gone so soon. You will miss them.

    2. Anne Guy says:

      No probably not it may have been a Lenten penance!

  4. beetleypete says:

    Nice to see it so deserted, and the Morris Minor made it look ‘vintage’ too. Reminded me of trips to Cornwall in the 1950s. πŸ™‚
    Best wishes, Pete. x

    1. Heyjude says:

      That Morris Minor is the ideal size for these lanes!

  5. Lignum Draco says:

    That first photo is a particularly inviting scene. Lovely looking countryside.

  6. Pit says:

    beautiful spring pictures

    1. Heyjude says:

      Thanks Pit. My favourite time of the year.

  7. I love alexanders. They suit roadside verges so well.

    1. Heyjude says:

      They do indeed. I love it when the cow parsley starts to froth!

  8. Sue says:

    Love the Moggie, Jude….

    1. Heyjude says:

      By which I guess you mean the Morris Minor πŸ™‚

    1. Heyjude says:

      Very peaceful – except for the noisy moos next door. Last night one was particularly unhappy!

  9. Elizabeth says:

    How are gorse and heather related, or are they? We don’t have it here unless we know it by a different name.

    1. Heyjude says:

      Not related at all. Gorse is a thorny evergreen shrub with yellow flowers and Heather is a low-growing perennial shrub, but both are found on what we call ‘wild’ landscapes – windy open moors.

      1. Elizabeth says:

        Ah. That makes my confusion clearer. I read about both about moors in English literature.

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