While pootling along in the old five seater, I was witness to the most wonderful of sights.
The night sky is clear, and the stars are twinkling on a cold, frosty (5C in Turre, and it’s only 8pm) December night. Moonless, so we have a most wonderful tapestry of stars.
When suddenly I saw the most incredible burst of lightning behind the Sierra Cabreras. It is black, you cannot distinguish the mountain from the sky, only a few stars peek out from behind these majestic peaks. But, with every burst of lightning, the Cabreras are silhouetted against the darkness. It was so wonderful I had to stop for a few minutes to watch.