Dry, Parched and Cracked.

I found this dried up piece from a tree (probably sycamore) some days ago, and I rather liked the colours of it, even though it was very battered.
Had no blips in the bag today at all. I had been to visit a friend who is sick, and I thought I might have found something along the way, but it was too windy anyway.
We had really heavy rain all night, and some of the day, and I just loved hearing the rain on the roof. It has done the gardens and the ground some real good, but too late for this piece!