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Idiot or devotee? No decision there …

19F might seem to deter most walkers; what could possibly be wrong with a hand-clutching extra cup of hot coffee while you wait for the sun to rise and the frostiness to subside?

But then there’s yours truly. Someone has to be an idiot. Of course, one only wonders ‘Why didn’t I put on long underwear?‘ when you’re at a point-of-no-return 300 – 400 yards from the house.

Here's this morning's grotesque haul - about 10 lbs. of someone else's junk.

Here’s this morning’s grotesque haul – about 10 lbs. of someone else’s junk.

This was kind of a make-up morning. Earlier in the week there were chunks of cardboard and pages from a ripped apart magazine still soggy from recent rains and left to lie until they dried out. Knowing there would be this added cargo, a second Harris Teeter bag was stowed in my left pants pocket.

There were the odd lots along the way including an oversized green plastic bag wrapped around a Christmas tree discarded along the curb on Colony Road; the bag would serve no useful purpose in a landfill.

Here's what two bags look like in all their glory. Not eve my anger about this morning's haul were enough to keep me warm.

Here’s what two bags look like in all their glory. Not even my anger about the results of this morning’s treasure hunt were enough to keep me warm. One of these days, I’ll have a contest for you to spot all the items by brand name; Bud Light, Coors Light, McDonalds, Burger King, Dasani, Coca Cola, Vitamin Water, to name just a few.

My treasured cup of coffee went cold quicker than I preferred. It was totally consumed before I reached the halfway mark in the three mile jaunt. I’ve gotta get a larger go-cup with better insulation for these colder mornings. It forced my usual amble to become something just short of a slow trot. The stop-and-go action to pick up what would become two bags stuffed with debris doesn’t do much to keep a guy warm.

But now I’m done. A warm cup of coffee sits just to my right as I type this post. The fireplace is on full-tilt and there are two stuffed-to-the-gills bags of junk removed from the streets. That warms me up just fine.

About Dave Bradley (259 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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