And although is was tempting to watch more of the London 2012 Olympics on TV, we decided to get out in the fresh air – Cliff is leading another 15 mile walk for the local walking group at the end of the month and we had paths to check out.
The weather fore cast was correct and soon we were hurrying to shelter in a wood while the storm passed over (luckily we had some very nice Sausage and Mustard crisps with us, to munch while we waited).
Decisions about which way to go had to be made!
We met some magnificent trees in the woods . . .
. . . and stumbled upon this ornately exuberant gravestone in a churchyard.
Yet another storm cloud passed in the distance over the valleys thick with ripe wheat.
We finished our walk in bright sunshine along field headlands spangled with purple Knapweed and mauve Scabious, although sadly lacking in butterflies.
We arrived home to see the final five minutes of the Olympic Tennis Men's Singles Final - Hurrah!!!!