Waiting for the lovely Mr S and Nick the Sailman to take down the Genoa for repair of the sacrificial strip, I took photos of the reflections in the wet mud as the tide was out. Even mud can be beautiful!
We went into Truro in the afternoon and had a cup of coffee in the art shop where the supplies for artists are just wonderful. I love the colours of these pastels and still have a yen for creating a scene in water colours. My sister is an artist, my Dad also, as well as being a novelist and I still wish I had this talent. Maybe I just have to try to know if I can or not.