The Man in the Garden

A new homeless man just took up residence in the Native Garden outside our office window. He has his sheets spread out on one wall, his belongings and clothes are further down on the picnic table, and now he's stretched out and sunning himself outside the Assistant Chair's office.

This one won't last long. I never say anything when I see the guys setting up camp at night, long after the types who like to call security have gone home. This guy is a bit too obvious, and it won't be long before someone who is better fed and better sheltered takes offense at his existence and has him chased away.