lovely evenings

I can't think of any better way to start a Friday evening than playing at the allotment as the day cools down (a little...).  Birds singing their bed time songs and frogs on the move, ants nests in the compost bin to disturb, apple pips to water just in case a tree will grow, water boatmen to try to catch and some really thirsty soil sucking up the moisture as we water - I love the smell - and then really filthy, tired, sunned children who have pushed it a bit too late to have a bath and have to go to bed as they are, promising to have a shower in the morning (I bet they don't...)