Tucked away

low on a wall, down an alley off Ponsonby Road, I saw this wee message.

Now that I am looking for them I see them (or evidence that one was there before the mind police, or whomsoever removed it in part or totally). This morning I didn't have time to go very far, and it was still very predawn dark, as I was leaving before sunrise to catch an early flight to Wellington for a meeting. This required use of the flash.

I was (just) conscious of the ivy-leaved toadflax growing up beside the pipe, and framed the picture to keep it in.