A quick scan of weather radar added a sense of urgency to this morning’s walk. What occurred to me as my coffee neared its brew cycle is ‘I’d better get a move on’ to beat what was churning through western North Carolina.
The scent of rain was evident the moment I stepped through the front door at 6:21.
This would be a morning to retrieve paper. My focus is typically on non-degradables and when paper is wet from rain it gets a free pass until it dries out; it will always be there the next time around or the time after that. Not so today with moisture on the way.
I went back and forth between the satisfaction of denying slobs their slobbery and the depressing realization that no day will ever be clear of the trash that continues to appear day after day. I am a foot soldier in a neighborhood war where the battles will be non-stop and waged daily. So it is my duty to trudge onward knowing full well that it’s me against the forces that don’t know better than to junk up our shared environment.
Bring it on. You got nothing that impresses me.