Level in the Heat.

Lucky for us the lady of the house kept us well watered. Gave Patrick a hand putting up a fence. We had both done our best by 5pm, and agreed to come back Saturday and finish. So far , all is level.
It`s nothing to do with fencing, but every time I look up into the sky, there just don`t seem to be the numbers of swallows, swifts, that were about in the `old` days.