Our home at Middle Beeny Farm sits on fifteen south-facing acres within a sea breeze distance of the wild Cornish North Coast. Since we arrived here ten years ago, our hedges have grown taller, our grass has grown longer, wildflowers and trees have become established. Kestrels, buzzards and barn owls hover, soar and swoop across our wilder fields, hunting for the small mammals and invertebrates that live in the species-rich sward. Peregrine falcons are frequent visitors, scanning the skies for the fat pigeons that roost in our trees.

 

We have built and planted our own gardens between the hedges of the windswept slopes around the house, testing and retesting a huge range of plants, and being constantly surprised at what unlikely species find our conditions to their liking.