Soon, apart from isolated pockets of built up industry and small towns, we see irrigated fields, small rural lanes and gardens, and we even pass a lake (Lake Chiusi?). The landscape briefly becomes flat like a plain before adopting a smooth dip and rise pattern. Vineyards fringed by pencil pines and 'acacias' are soon replaced by a sea of yellow sun flowers.
Eventually, after a couple of hours' travelling, we arrive at Orvieto, a city built on a massive raised level, 1000 feet above its surrounding valley. We have left Tuscany behind, and are now in Umbria. We have the feeling we are in the middle of nowhere. We heard a bird chirping for the first time in ages.
The changing landscape of Tuscany