Here are highlights from a couple recent Litter Patrols. All this trash was picked up in one area that I intentionally will not disclose. But if you follow this blog, you know where it is. 😉
There’s something to be said about a person who takes floss to a campsite. Hygiene is important….
Then there was a discarded letter from the Health and Human Services Commission regarding benefits….
There was a bottle of expensive shampoo that was rescued from the lake. I’m more of a Prell girl, myself. 😉
Fished this little gem out of the pond.
I removed the little plant before discarding the broken beer bottle. The plant deserves to live.
I put on a brave face when I approached this mess. I’m the last person on this planet that wants to handle other people’s trash – especially ooey gooey peanut butter. On the bright side, the portion nearest the can was a little dry. I was able to fold the mess somewhat neatly into the trash. Thank God.
I felt inspired after picking up can after can of Keystone Lite Beer and cigarettes to coin a new phrase. I’ll try it out here:
If you don’t care about the little things, you will never be able to afford craft beer.
Admittedly, my choice of beverages is a Frappuccino.
But it does take all types to fill this world.
Date: April 2017
Location: My paradise in Texas.
Camera: I think mostly my iPhone.
Notes: On the surface, Litter Patrol is not in the same category of fun as other activities – but it’s satisfying work. It’s also fascinating/eye opening to see how other people live by observing the trash they leave behind.
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