found on the tarmac. The walk from car to office and back often gives up little gifts. Once a 20p piece, proper monetary treasure, but more likely the detritus from our daily lives. Small scraps that have escaped when the car door opens or from a bag or pocket when scrabbling for keys. Or perhaps like this falling away from something a bit more technical.
But this glinted in the sun and the colour sat just right with its position with the painted line.