Spring and summer felt like a long time coming this year! Wild garlic and bluebells, those reassuring signs that spring is sprung, started blooming much later than usual, while trees clenched their fresh new leaves tightly, unwilling to unfurl and stretch from their winter slumber.
Whilst not usually a fair-weather walker, it has felt much less appealing lately to head out on a walk thanks to the huge amounts of rain we’ve had. Consequently, it’s seemed even more important to drop everything and head out on those rare occasions the sun has shone, or it’s at least been dry!
One such afternoon, we decided to head out for a local walk at Altarnun – starting out from The Rising Sun on the northern side of the village (we might’ve popped in to hydrate ourselves beforehand!). We ambled along narrow lanes, past fields of sheep and new lambs grazing contentedly on the fresh grass. Much of the route into the village was downhill, and we passed through the pretty hamlet of Treween, the road steepening as we drew closer to the village.
Reaching the bottom of the hill, the 15th century church of St Nonna’s (or ‘Cathedral of the Moors’) was sat perfectly perched above the gushing Penpont Water, its churchyard filled with the leaves and scent of wild garlic. With the occasional car passing through, the riverside was a lovely place to sit awhile and listen to the river gurgle on-by. After a mooch around the village, its beautiful cottages with their gardens planted for spring, and an old red phone box ‘library’ filled with books to borrow, we headed back along the same route back to The Rising Sun, spying forget-me-nots and bluebell buds along the way, the sound of lambs bleating filling the air.