Long drive today deep into the heart of the county, to an area so remote it seemed completely unpopulated.
Rain fell and grey clouds swooped across the sky in a squally storm that alternated dramatic downpours with periods of intense peace.
This lane is bordered either side with the spring crop of yellow rape.
I stopped the car and stood in the silence, breathing the fresh wet air, waiting until the very last minute before the rain started again.
These are the moments that make life worth living.