Walking To The Light & 500 Blips

Neglected fence post
Twisting wire thread continues
Pale lichen reclaims

This morning the sun was muted by patchy low cloud and that special light caught my attention.  The camera and I walked through the reserve area at the end of my street. There is nothing remarkable about the plant life and there are no squirrels or deer like I've been seeing on blip.  I just enjoyed the solitary time to slow down and look. 
Very apt for number 500.  It's often the ordinary things that give me the most pleasure.