Of sunshine and sunset

I have had a lovely evening. The weather has been scorchio today, so after a quick bath and brush up we decided to head into town to get some dinner. We decided to give indian or chinese food a miss in favour of a little bistro we have found. You leave the beaten track of the town down a little pedestrian side alley. There is a beautiful pink-red brick building with orange framed panelled windows, housing a quaint little bistro. The tables do not match, and neither do the chairs under the green and cream linen covers. 

The menu is on a blackboard on the wall, and includes delicious things like spicy pork lasagna and butternut squash with ratatouille and melted cheese. Mr SilverClouds treated us to a delicious meal, and then we had a wander through town. On the drive home, the sun was just setting, and we stopped for a few minutes to watch the neon pink sun tint the entire horizon the colour of cherry blossom. As we walked up the hill to our home, our neighbour was painting the village hall fence, and Mr SilverClouds commented how much he likes the smell of creosote.