Heading out... recycle bins in tow.
You wouldn't believe the trash that gets tossed on our quiet little road. We filled up four trash cans of mostly recyclables. There were some bulk miscellaneous items like carpet, and several bags of mystery stuff.. but this year was actually the best we've ever seen!
Last year I was pretty fed up after our road clean-up, having a solid hunch that the dozens of plastic beef jerky wrappers, and the dozens of styrofoam coffee cups, and the dozens of pepsi bottles, were from the road grader that passes through our road dozens of times a year. We often saw him in his cab up there on the grader, chewing on beef jerky, or drinking coffee, and we often saw these exact items littered on freshly graded dirt with no new tracks. (Literally, these things were found left & right every couple of feet up & down our road.)
I like to think I'm a fair person in not assuming too much, or jumping to unjust conclusions. But the evidence here was several trash bags strong, a couple of years in a row.
I was bothered at the bulk of what our just-turned-three-year-old toddler had cleaned up. I was bothered at the lack of respect for the land & the people who live here.
So, I took a few minutes and did something. I called the department that oversees our county road maintenance, explained that for the past decade we'd been cleaning up our road, that we'd sensed a pattern & could probably guess what Mr. Road Grader had for breakfast on his work mornings. And I politely asked if he could maybe carry a bag with him to keep his trash in.
The man I spoke with was very nice, told us we should be getting credit with one of those "adopt a road" programs, free trash bags & safety vests & such, and said, "OH, I can't believe one of OUR guys would do that, but I'll be sure to mention it."
Sunday morning the birds were singing.