Limpy

I put this day in my calendar a month ago, so the weather was a real lucky break. 

A day with Limpy the wren and a load of foxes.  I didn't notice his/her foot until just now.  

Allotment infrastructure all day, hammering and screwing and sawing and moving things around in the sun.  Well-timed, too, because the leaf mould heap I border has been re-fenced and it's all looking much more organised.

 Pure bliss, but the temperature dropped very quickly as soon as the sun went behind the cottage and I packed up not awfully long after three. 

North Sea Stout, the radio and the fire.  I don't think I deserve this.