Sometimes when you're walking along the pavement, you may see a glove or a baby's hat on a fence or wall.
Someone has lost it and some other kind soul has put it somewhere safe and visible for when whoever lost it goes back to retrace their steps.
Today I saw this:
I can only assume that somebody had a puncture, swapped the wheel at the roadside then completely forgot about their jack.
And whoever found it and put it out of the way of being a trip-hazard is a diamond.
A Jack of Diamonds.
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