Frenzied gardening and more bees

Frenzied gardening activities have been going on this week. It is our last week of the campsite being open and the horses have been in grazing overnight as we have had solid campers for several weeks and the paddock grass is looking more unruly than ever. This did mean one pair of campers putting up their tent the first night in the wooded glade so that the equines could munch on and mow and an adorable campervan actually had to find another campsite for the night, but the grass did need chomping!
It probably isn't the best time to be starting moving plants and planting out, but this time of year is quieter for me animal husbandry wise with the long days still and the weather is usually good - sunny days and rainy nights - and the ground is warm so I hope what I am doing survives. I have moved a fairly large tree fern from our tiny home garden which it has outgrown to the wooded glade. It was surprisingly difficult to get out the ground. No tap roots but a huge mass of fine spidery roots almost like hessian matting.

Having googled how to do it, I followed the instructions and ensured the ground was well watered and manured and have watered the treefern well since planting, but have to admit it is looking a little unhappy! Took a quick picture after planting whilst it was still looking luvverly. Unfortunately a northerly wind gave it a bit of a battering for 48 hours immediately after planting, so we will have to keep our fingers crossed. And my favourite acer which has survived in a pot for years in our small garden - but which always looses its leaves early - has also been given its own piece of ground and some freedom, so that is another to keep an eye on with the hope that planting out will help it keep its leaves longer next year.

Have finished a stretch of path to take campers safely up and down to the picnic area, instead of scrabbling up the side banks, planted some bulbs - although I am not sure what they are, we found them whilst digging and clearing the newest reclaimed area - so they will be a surprise in the spring and we also found some Tawny Mining Bees.

They were in the ground we were clearing which was full of ivy and periwinkle and rocks and stones and we didn't notice them until we had unearthed there larvae pods. We rescued what we could and fashioned a make shift home for them, which they don't seem to dislike too much. They have been there for 3 or 4 days now and they appear to be busily repairing what we disturbed.

According to our research Tawny mining bees (Andrena fulva or armata) are a species of the sand bee genus.  The males are 10–12 mm (0.4–0.5 in) and the females 8–10 mm (0.3–0.4 in) long.  Covered with fox red hair on their backs and black on their underside, they are not aggressive and seldom, if ever, sting. Indifferent about their nesting location, they are extremely fond of shadeless sunny places, but are also commonly found between tiles and stones in the garden and love well-cut lawns. The bees supposedly fly from March until June - so what ours are doing flying about end of August anyone knows.
Females mate in spring, after which the male dies and the female starts to build a nest. The nest is a vertical shaft in the ground of 200–300 mm (8–12 in), with several brood cells branching off it,  and entrances are often surrounded by a volcano-like mound of excavated spoil. The female fills the cells with a mixture of nectar and pollen, laying an egg in each cell.  The larva hatches and consumes the stored pollen and nectar, pupates within a few weeks and finally becomes an adult bee. The adult bees overwinter below ground in the burrow site. Then during the next spring or early summer the adults emerge, mate, and the females begin burrow excavation and the cycle continues.

Our colony definately has a female who is bigger, less hairy and slimmer than the males. But the males appear to be extremely busy little fellas, despite the time of year, which I suppose may be because we have distrubed them. It is true that we did not notice any activity before we unearthed their nest. Oh dear. Will keep you posted with what happens next.

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Whilst the campers were at play, we went away

Well, we have been away, but only for a couple of nights and we did leave our 'A team' in charge, although apologies to all those using the mobile phone number to contact the campsite, who got through to me in London! My youngest and I had a quick train trip to Guildford to see a much loved relative and also take in the Natural History Museum (with the rest of the world it seems) which was great fun. And in a sunny London too.

Despite living in London during my early adult years, I have never been to the museum before and loved the old building and its architecture. We thoroughly enjoyed our meander around - although were disappointed with the dinosaur room. There were plenty of dinosaur skeletons elsewhere in the museum, most far more impressive than those in the dinosaur room itself and the walkway in and through was thronging and slow and I did wonder how anyone would get to a casualty, should an "elderly" decide to have a heart attack in the midst of the queue? It was an interesting room, but perhaps not worth the wait on this particular day.

By far our favourite rooms were the room with the Blue Whale in - which we unfortunately didn't find until last - so if we ever go again, we will go there first next time and have an even better look before reaching "worn out" phase.  And the geological room. 

At this point I should apologise to my son's dad, because when he shows me cornish rocks and minerals, which his amateur geological mind finds interesting, I do tend to switch-off a little. However, I found it extroadinarily interesting to look at these rocks and pebbles in the cabinets and both  Dom and I were thrilled to see an exhibit just like a stone we have in a pebble and shell basket at home, labelled "Veined chert. Marazion beach, Cornwall, England"

And I found it highly amusing to have travelled all the way to London to discover a little history about a piece of flint in the same basket.  "Small flint nodules with holes were once threaded with string and hung around the end of the bedpost or the key of an outer door to guard against witches.  When used as such they were called 'hag-stones'.  However, they can be called 'lucky-stones' when attached to a horse's collar as a charm against disease.

Cornwall, England"

I do think a family railcard is good value and a weekend in London is just enough time to take in a little culture, introduce children to their capital city and enjoy the return home. No trip to London for Dom is complete without a ride on a 'Boris Bike', so after a picnic lunch in the garden at the Natural History and a quick snoop in the Victoria and Albert, we strolled up to Hyde Park and Dom cycled through Hyde Park to Hyde Park Corner, across to Green Park, down through St James' and across Horse Guards Parade and via Horse Guards Avenue to the Embankment.  He loves the bikes. Although this time we left the bike in a docking station on the Embankment, we made a mental note to ourselves that there were docking stations right outside Waterloo Station, from where our Guildford train comes and goes. 

We had toyed with the idea of a whirl on the London Eye, but when I had enquired in the morning as to whether there was a quiet time in the day to try and take the ride, the polite lady on the desk advised "october" was the quiet time! We did glance at the queue as we walked back across Hungerford Bridge, but saw a much more interesting ride and with no queue...................

No idea how we had missed noticing this summer fair at Jubilee Gardens, as we had headed along towards the Albert Embankment in the morning, but within this fair was, as Dom put it an "awesome ride" for £7.50 each which I considered as the last treat of the day, not too bad! 

Highly recommended we think. Gave us a spectacular view of the city and of the London Eye.

But the fun didn't stop there, because once returned home the boys have been busy constructing their own piece of engineering. Enter the go-kart Nik nak 1.

And when the road was closed in our village last week, which did make it a little confusing for our campers who had to take an alternative route to get to the campsite as the closure divided the village, we did have some fun!

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August - Fogou season

I cannot believe that we are already into August. The summer has gone so quickly and we are already half way through the school holidays. We have had a couple of tentovers, one required us to take shelter in the Old Water Shed in order to eat out of the rain.........cooking in the rain is much more difficult than on a sunny day and eating in the rain, even more difficult and a lot less fun. Might have to think of a resolution to this "eating on a damp day" conundrum for next season. But the kids seemed to have fun despite the drizzle and the sunny spells often come at the end of the day anyway, just in time to light a campfire.

Years ago when I first moved to west cornwall and started visiting ancient sites down here, such as Lanyon Quoit and the fogou at Carn Euny, we got absolutely drowned one day in a torrential downpour that seemed to arrive out of nowhere with an august sky that changed from bright blue to grey and full of rainclouds in the blink of an eye. Since that day our family has called such downpours "fogou days" and since they often happen in august, august has become "fogou season" in our vocabulary.
It's the rain that makes our county green though and a little inclement weather gives the parched grass time to recover and helps some of my planting along.  It also provides the opportunity for me to get down to the beach for a gallop in the rain on a fairly deserted bit of seashore. Thanks to an onlooker who snapped a rare photo of us having fun on one such wet day!

A couple of new signs have gone up. One is to signpost the "Old reservoir".  The reservoir is no longer in use, but we love people to have a nose and look at the fab arched red brick ceiling and have a go at creating an "echo" over the rounded doorway, but we also need to keep people safe, so, as suggested by some young lady campers we have now signposted the "Old Reservoir" to make sure people realise it is a deep dark space and the door is locked to ensure their safety.

We also have a new sign for the campsite itself, incorporating a horsey logo and our blog address on a sailflag to catch the eye and signpost our entrance. I love the way that when the flag is blowing around in the wind, the horse almosts looks like he is galloping.

And we have a new facility on the blog for followers to 'join' and 'connect' with each other, talk about camping with us, or holidaying in cornwall or even how camping in cornwall is similar or different with camping in another country.Since I love a good chin-wag with visitors at the campfire, I am rather excited about this "followers" development and hope people will use it and keep in touch.