Out for an evening walk around the Cotehele Estate. After a while, a theme emerged for the photographs I was taking - reflections. Which sort of fits in with the food for the soul that Cotehele provides.
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| We arrived just before a high tide, one of the highest that coincides with the full moon. The river was remarkably still, the tide was still coming in but very slowly at this point |
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| From the reflection of the yacht's mast, you can see how still the water was |
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| In the 19th century, as local industries boomed, Cotehele Quay would have been busy with vessels loading and unloading cargo. Crowded paddle steamers travelled upriver from Plymouth to see the orchards in blossom and small boats carried market-gardening produce for sale at Devonport Market. But that was yesterday. Today all is quiet. |
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| A lone Mallard duck |
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| The peace and tranquillity were shattered with the arrival of one man and his nautical dog. |
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| The pond in the Upper Garden at Cotehele |
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| The pond in the Himalayan Glade at Cotehele |
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| A collection of boats and yachts at their moorings by the boatyard in Calstock |
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