Long Mizzle Garden

 Hello m' early Mays, Got your cuppa? and some dunking biscuits?  Let's go..... What a glorious day it has been. The air chill has eased. Most of the greenhouse plants have been allowed out for an early weekend outing. Here they all being boisterous in the sun, out on the picnic table -    The Dahlias think they're all grown up now and have been spending every night out.   The Cannas, that I divided back here , are still in the greenhouse but are coming along nicely.     Back outside the Granny's Bonnets (Aquilegia 'Nora Barlow') are just beginning to pop out,  just like all the grannies around Falmouth town, now they've had their two jabs -   The flowers really would make a great real life hat. The Californian Poppies and Calendulas are back (Eschscolzia california) - It is my humble opinion that one can never have enough sea thrift -  The Pansies pretended to die, but have dramatically returned.  Shame they are a little late ...

 Hello m' ansums, "Why have you brought us to a pit!!!" cackled my eldest daughter, when she saw the sign for 'Gwennap Pit'. "Why not?" I retorted. She wanted a mystery road tour and this was our second scheduled stop (the first being a play park with zip wire). With UK lockdown easing, the incoming visitors can have the beaches, buckets of ice-cream and waiting mutant seagulls . Maybe only walkers, Poldark lovers and the odd weirdo know of the joy of pits. Busveal Chapel, built 1836 Gwennap Pit is a funny old place. We drove through steeply climbing narrow lanes, closely edged with dry stone walls and fields full of horses and gypsy caravans. An unassuming wooden sign post initially marks the spot, which could be easily missed.   This welcome sign reads 'for GOD is here', not 'for COD is here' as I misread. There's a metal entrance gate by the small whitewashed chapel. A path with some World Heritage  information boards leads to ste...