Tiny Moments #174

A morning of unrelentingly grey skies and rain is broken at around 3pm by a burst of sunshine and I Take Advantage with a quick ride out to Allercombe and up Brickyard Lane. As I pause above the A30 to photograph the sky, rain drops are starting to spatter my legs and a horse whinnies loudly across the field, as if in anticipation of the storm that unleashes itself on me as I turn and head for home. As I gulp in lungfuls of air and mouthfuls of rain I reflect that there is nothing quite like a summer rain storm to focus your effort.

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