A Silver Lining in Every Poop

Recently after a cup of java and after the sun arose I strolled out onto
the acre here at Moon Arbor. With no little modicum of distress I saw
my four-wheeler was drenched in mulberry bird poop. Yikes! Will
I have to paint the car hot pink now?

Some soap, water, and elbow grease solved the problem.

A few minutes later after retreating to the deck all was explained.

You may read about it by <clicking> the graphic to the right.

After publishing this fine feathered tale, a friend wrote to suggest I could capitalize on the situation by collecting and selling the bird poop on eBay. Check it out
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