Walking down the Paseo next to the children’s museum in my neighborhood the other day and I was attacked by number of grackles. Every few seconds, one would buzz the top of my head. A couple of times, they knocked my hat off. I kept walking slowly, not wanting to gain more attention. In the end, I was fine.
As I looked back to see the Path of Many Birds that I had moments before successfully crossed, I see this sign. A little too late, sign. A little too late.