DAY 55

 I'm fond of birds.
I truly am.

But I must speak to you
of a growing menace.

The fowl I'm so fond of
have taken to nesting
at the corner of the trail
as it curves behind the multi-modal transportation center (or whatever it's called).

Particularly at night.

Disturbing these birds by
riding underneath their trees can result in an unholy rain of
foul debris.