A cold front swept through, a band of rain dousing the land. But forecast thunderstorms passed us by. By late afternoon a clear sky invited me out to ride. Well, I couldn't refuse, could I? Green fields glittering in the bright tangential sun. Woodland redolent with earthy post-rain fragrance. Tall clouds majestically dominating the rolling hills. Quiet. A hint of mystery. It all made for a lovely summer evening ride.