Sunset from the Woodshed

We live next door to a field. Our vista has been for over a decade, overlooking a long flat valley. At the top of our garden we have a wood shed with a fairly flat roof. With a few piled up logs as a staircase the flat top is a fairly easy manoeuvre to reach. A garden chair, a warm jacket and a glass full of my favoured Ruby ale. The sun setting on an early summer evening giving out a little warmth.
The builders are in just one field down from us, soon to be no fields away. However, on an evening like this I feel very lucky. Or as my Dad would often say "I'm a lucky lad"