Sign of the Times

After a bit of a frantic, frenetic and not very fun filled day at work I picked up The Wee Pal from her work and we headed up to her place for tea and had one of our favourite quick meals, Pancetta Risotto with mushrooms and peas, Yum.
Afterwards, it being a fine if slightly chilly evening took to the streets of deepest Morningside and headed toward Craiglockhart and wandered round the grounds of Napier University at Craighouse where we used to walk various dogs of our familiarity. On the way back from The Point, where the sun went down a shade too far for producing any interesting images we came across this sign. As a sign, it has a direction, good, it has a destination, again good but it has weathered in such a way as to camouflage it against the back ground vegetation.