We had a lovely evening in the company of the Kelly’s at Penicuik in their beautiful home and garden.
We ate delicious homemade soup (made by their New Zealand volunteers) and scrumptious apple cake ( made by their German volunteer) We had good chat and watched a couple of very engaging films before retiring.
This morning saw us up and at it with some set up and harvest for market day in Penicuik. First I ate breakfast and then drove the van to Eddlestone and caught the bus back to Penicuik to help with the Market. Roger and Jane have a stall and sell produce from The Lost Gardens, An initiative of the Penicuik Community Development Trust.
Where to begin about the Lost Gardens and the work Roger and Jane do? So much to say and so little time (tonight anyway) Have a look at this pdf.
It’ll make you want to visit for sure. We spent a short time there this morning having a mooch about and meeting the Beekeeper Dave who has been working with Bees the best part of 35 years and has introduced Hives to The Lost Gardens.( Sepia tinted shot below)
It is an astonishing project but not the only thing that is being worked on here in Penicuik. There is also the Penicuik Community Alliance project at the storehouse.
The back story to the Storehouse is a worthwhile read.
The Storehouse will be home to a community bakery, café, kitchen, food store and indoor social supermarket, and is expected to open in the spring of 2017. The objective of the project is to strengthen Penicuik’s local economy and provide affordable local food for the community. Shares in the project are still available
We had a quick look around the Storehouse and met Colum Beagan the builder who gave us a brief chat about the work required to open by Spring 2017. Bricklayers needed now for the internal wall structures so let them know if you can help. The whole project will rely on support from volunteer trades people so spread the word please.
A huge thank you to Roger and Jane for their hospitality. We will return the favour soon.
Just before we left the Kelly’s house we received a telephone call from an old friend of Megs, Jane Tallents, who said she would like to accompany us on the first part of the day. She agreed to collect us from Penicuik and drive us to Howgate to begin. Her local knowledge was invaluable as once more we were reminded that the map is not the territory. We were in good hands and began the days journey with stunning views of the Pentland Hills.
Jane’s house was en route and so we stopped for a cuppa and met Jane’s partner Brian…oh and there was courgette cake too. Yum Yum.
Jane accompanied us for a little while longer and left us on the road to Ledburn, where, at the crossroads we headed off into the community woodland. The path took us along an old dismantled railway line and into some breathtaking countryside.
The old rail track led us through woodland and across moor until we were diverted by a large chicken farm. Our route re-jigged we then found a good track to take us to the edges of the chicken farm where we were delighted to find wild flowers and butterflies.
A little road walking and then back onto track lead us to the Barony Castle estate, home of the Polish Map of Scotland, which we did not have time to see.
We did get to walk along some wonderful tree lined avenues and spy a fungi or two, on the downhill trajectory to Eddleston to collect the van.
Van collected we drove the short distance to Peebles to meet up with our hosts for the evening, Julian and Pat Goodacre. Julian is a bagpipe maker and long time friend of Meg.
Pat had prepared a delicious meal, most of which they had grown, and we ate like hungry folk who had walked all day long. Later in the evening we visited The Neidpath Inn for some fabulous company and music, concertinas, pipes and whistles and a pint of course. A great end to a great day.
Onwards and upwards.
There is one masterpiece, the hexagonal cell, that touches perfection.
No living creature, not even man, has achieved, in the centre of his sphere, what the bee has achieved in her own: and were some one from another world to descend and ask of the earth the most perfect creation of the logic of life, we should needs have to offer the humble comb of honey.
– Maurice Maeterlinck, The Life Of The Bee, 1924