Beautiful evening down at the allotment tonight. It must have been a scorcher because all of the potatoes were wilted. The walled garden traps the heat of the sun and raises the temperature.
Overhead the swifts and housemartins are catching their insect supper on the wing. A sun dog was clearly visible as the sun set behind the village church.
I finished the watering of the potatoes and onions and walked back through the quiet allotment. What an evening.