Title says it all: some red flowers in a field last weekend:
I don’t know what sort they are . Also a big stone in a place appropriately called Ibstone:
Wikipedia thinks the stone is marking the Bucks/Oxfordshire border, which is a bit mundane.
Also I’ve decided that driving is among the most stressful and miserable experiences known to mankind. I have no idea how people can do this all day and actually enjoy it…
UPDATE: a reader informs me that the flowers are poppies.