Bird shit

From around December till February or March every year, it is never safe to park a car overnight underneath the tree that's outside my house. I remember being warned by a young neighbour at about this time last year who was unfortunate enough to have parked his spanking clean car beneath the tree. He woke up the next morning to find, horror of horrors, that it was covered with bird droppings. I happened to be standing around when he came out from his house opposite mine.

Last year's birds. Were they the same as this year's?
Difficult to say but definitely, same type.

"Uncle," he surprised me with his wailing, "be careful. Don't park your car here. Bird shit!" We both looked upwards. Only tree branches and leaves. No offending bird or birds in sight. After all, it was daylight and the bird or birds had already flown the coop for the day.

Fast forward to today. It is still not safe to park a car underneath the tree. There are fresh bird droppings on the road. I took a flashlight outside and shone it upwards.

And lo and behold, there's the offending bird! I looked more carefully and there was even a second one, more hidden, about two or three feet to the right of the first bird. Both blissfully asleep among the branches. Unmoving even though my flashlight played among the foliage. (PS. Last year, there were also two birds cozying up to one another.)