Spotted during my lunch break:
On the giant traffic island where Alice St approaches the Pacific Motorway in the city. A man standing alone in the shade of the tree. Wearing a suit. Playing a saxophone.
Not to busk; not for anyone else. (There is barely anyone down that end of town)
Just for himself. For the pure joy of it.
Image credit: Saxophone on Bench, by Siaron James, licensed under CC: BY-NC