Long Mizzle Garden

 Hello m' wishing ribbons,   My Cornish bird neighbour told me no one used to dare trespass on the old Enys Estate for fear of being shot. One cold December, whilst walking round the edge of the woods, heavily pregnant and skint, she pulled off a thick pine branch, seeing its potential as an alternate Christmas tree. This she attempted to drag back home, but would drop it each time she heard a car approaching.  When her midwife passed by chance and repeatedly insisted to give her a lift, she felt she had no option other than openly admit the woody heist. At this point, I can't remember whether the midwife helped with the smuggled operation or looked the other way. The former would make for a funnier story: the image of a midwife in old fashioned uniform and a heavily pregnant woman shadily bundling half a pine tree into a tiny car.  Luckily, these days the Enys Estate opens its gates and warmly welcomes us naughty commoner folk. The gardens are said to be the oldest ...

Well, seeing as it is Fairy-bruary!!! A rare glimpse into a wee fairy habitat... shhhh, please make sure to be quiet and carefully step this way...   Various succulents are planted in an old casserole dish, wrapped in a blue ribbon. Slate steps lead down from a real fairy door to a shell garden, edged with pebbles and interspersed with driftwood and toadstools (cake decorations).     Baby succulents nestle amongst the beach collected white pebbles.    The compost is free draining and very gritty. As there are no drainage holes, it is sparingly watered.   Strange trippy music emanates from the green potion bottle. The resident fairy Alice contemplates drinking from it  -   One pill makes you larger And one pill makes you small, And the ones that mother gives you Don't do anything at all. Go ask Alice When she's ten feet tall. And if you go chasing rabbits And you know you're going to fall, Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar Has given you the cal...