There's a Hole in My Bucket...

A morning walk with the main aim of collecting a few texture images for future use in other places.  It's amazing how many there are in the everyday scene and I just love rust and peeling paint.  I have a lot of this type of image already but there can never be too many.  During the course of the walk - I have done many times - I came across an old bath in the hedgerow which almost became my blip.  Then I noticed a rusty bucket in the 'bonfire' heap at the allotment and chose this - it has no bottom to it either so not likely to be of any use anywhere.

I may make use of this another time along with John's old boots that I am waiting to deteriorate a bit more - he has others to actually wear.