Bark

I walked the dog along the river this morning.  Most of the time it's a concrete tube with some water in the middle.  It really only resembles what is normally called a river when it rains.   The bark on a gum tree (eucalyptus) and a paint run down a concrete wall caught my eye.  It was a hazy morning and the color (or lack of) was beautifully mirrored in the pattern on the bark and wall.