Today is my day off so I had time to
go out and pick up more trash. I bundled for the cold with long underwear and
the works in scarves. Was it not so cold, no wind, more clothes, or that I have
become a bit more accustomed to the cold that I felt quite fine and made the
rest of the block without any cold penetration. Even thought it was only half
of the amount of space, compared to days when I do the entire block, I managed
to pick up enough trash to fill two plastic grocery sacks. Both of these bags
were ones that I had picked up on the previous trip. I snagged another one that
will be used another time. I know my life has much plastic in it and some of it
I find quite helpful, but plastic is the bane of outdoor litter. I would like
to see it curtailed. Wrappings of many types are out there floating around. I
suspect it is not good in the landfills either as deterioration is so slow.
Just what are we doing to ourselves and our future inhabitants?
One guy came out when I was by his
house. From how he first started to talk I was concerned that he might have
been offended. Instead he said, “We saw you out front and said, “Look at that
sweet lady picking up the trash.””
He even offered me money for doing it.
I politely declined. At least I tried to be polite but firm. Hopefully it will
be cleaner where I have gathered. It is my understanding that once things are
picked up it is more difficult for people to litter. When lots of litter is out
there somehow people feel it is ok to add to the amount.
I wear my step tracker when I do this
walking, but it does not record many steps. I wonder if part of that is because
I carry the bags on that arm so it does not get much movement.
My mantra as I was walking is that the
earth is one of my most precious gifts and I must be care for it.
Paula
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