A perfect summer’s day was followed by a perfect summer’s evening. How could I resist sitting on my patio with a glass of wine watching the sun go down behind ‘my oak tree’?

I sat enjoying the warm air and the sounds of nature…

I wondered if my friend the hedgehog would show his face, but he proved a little shy this evening. The frog that surprised me a couple of weeks ago, when I found him sitting on the top of the watering can was also absent. I was however visited by a bat buzzing around the garden on a quest for an evening snack. After he left, a large moth flew into the house and thankfully flew straight back out again. I shut the door quickly so he could not make a return visit.

A perfect way to spend an evening