Now the day is over.

Now the day is over,
Night is drawing nigh;
Shadows of the evening.
Steal across the sky.

A song I remember from school days, and was always a favourite.
Written by a Yorkshireman.
Joseph Barney
Born York 1838.

After taking all the garden waste to the tip this morning, I was out in the garden again this afternoon.
Just one more bag filled this time.
It was dull most of the day, but late afternoon the sky cleared and the sun came out.
Not a very red sky, but rather liked the pale pink clouds, and the silhouette of the climbing hydrangea on the fence.

Hope you have all had a good weekend.
I think next week is going to stay mild too.