Time to Turn the Compost Heap

It was a fine day for a change. The sun was out and the birds were singing.

'Come on Rufus!' I said, 'let's turn the compost heap.

The compost had been rotting all winter and it had changed from green to dark brown. I put a big fork into it and turned it and shaped it into a shape like a steamed pudding - it was steaming too!

(Because compost heaps get hot even when it's cold.)

But there were some things wriggling in the heap - lots and lots of...........

WORMS

The Robin had a proper feast.

Then it was time for Rufus and me to have our lunch too!