Hidden Graffiti

It's surprising how many people don't look beyond what they're used to. This is a view of the BACK of the graffiti wall. Much more colorful and to me, beautiful, than the front can ever be.

*updated for yesterday as well. Look if you will.








A tug on her shirt caused the girl to look down. A little tow-headed boy stood, still clutching her shirt hem. He tugged again, silently requesting she lower to his level. The girl knelt in the rubber chips. His green eyes and almost white-blonde hair made for a startling contrast. The girl waited patiently.
"What's that?"
The girl glanced to where he was pointing. "That's my camera."
"What's a...kam-rah?"
"It takes pictures of things."
"Oh."
That was it. He let go of her shirt hem and released her eyes when he turned around and toddled back to the yellow slide.
"Well, that was weird."