212 days into my year long making of a daily still life. Found this bracket of some kind lying in the road today, no idea what it is from but hope it is not something crucial!
I often see a man walking when I drive to town. He carries a bag and I see him crouching to pick up stuff he finds in the road, on the sidewalk and surrounding areas. (I'm pretty sure he's not picking up trash.) I can see you out doing something similar, although your treasures are much better than the guy here might find. Like the good details of the rust.
