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Pick A, B or C but not D…

Saturday morning, Jan. 25, 2014

It was 18F this morning as I walked out the door about 6:45. Winds of 15-20 mph, gusting to 30, pushed the perceived temperature to around 10F.

In the first few chilly steps it occurred to me that I: A) have some screws loose, B) am a complete idiot, C) am committed to what I do. Pick one. (Too bad there was no “D) all of the above” option for you to choose.)

Since I hadn’t ventured out the last couple of days, today was a two-bagger in anticipation of a path clogged with debris. But my first retrieval was a very large and intact plastic bag, ideally suited for a heavy load.

A big load requires a big bag. It still stuns me that this amount of junk accumulates in a matter of days.

A big load requires a big bag. It still stuns me that this amount of junk accumulates in a matter of days.

McMullen Creek (mentioned in my previous post) was covered with a thin sheet of ice. The mallard drake was gone, but the plastic sheet was still there, its free-flowing motion now locked in the ice.

I slurped my coffee quickly; by the time I reached Colony and Sharon View in the first half mile it was already tepid. When I pulled into the intersection of Colony and Fairview, it was stone cold. I realized at this point that my body temperature is a direct reflection of how hot my coffee is. When it goes cold, I go cold, too. One of my early finds was an upright polystyrene cup with someone else’s coffee. It was frozen solid but a few taps later, the block of brown ice slipped out.

The load continued to accumulate. One pound, then three pounds and finally about six pounds of assorted debris. The usual culprits: plastic water bottles, beer cans, fast food containers, polystyrene. Getting it the hell off the street and storm water grates is a good thing.

When I get home I typically go out around back to drop off my haul then venture inside for my iPhone to digitally record the day’s finds. About then I noticed some other plastic alongside my creek and tiptoed my way along the bank to corral it once and for all.

So it was a good day. Never really super cold. Lots of junk removed from the environmental chain. To top it off, I found a quarter. Nice.

About Dave Bradley (264 Articles)
I'm the one behind two totally unrelated blogs; one on 15 years of writing a weekly letter to my kids (plus other recipients), the other on my localized environmental responsibility. I'm a writer by trade and both endeavors are accepted practice for me. As for the letters, my adult children Ellen and Reid may have seen letters as corny at one point, but it's accepted practice for them, too, to find something in their mailbox other than bills and junk mail. Email and texting don't do a lot for me for a lot of different reasons. Snail mail has its place in the communicative world so as long as they keep selling stamps, I'm buying. As for 'Pick Up Your Path' and the environment, I advocate what citizens can do themselves to take a direct hand in their neighborhood environment. But Pick Up Your Path is also a general environmental blog. It may be largely about litter and trash, but both of those are just one element of the total environmental picture.

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