Day 3 brought about a profound revelation (hint: it's the bamboo basket/backpack thingy)
Today I realized that there is way more trash scattered about our island than I originally thought. I felt we were swimming in trash. As it turns out, we are drowning in it! Before I set out today I pondered Day 2's haul and came to the realization that I needed some kind of container to carry a more significant amount of trash. I can't fit a car tire in it, but the bamboo basket with shoulder straps that is at the height of garden-going-grandma fashion on the island can accommodate a boat load (well, not quite, but it will add up over a month's time).
Today's catch:
Three partial sheets corrugated steel siding/roofing (buried in my backyard)
A once-snazzy lime green toaster oven (door included; imagine if the oven
matched to door from yesterday!)
One D cell battery
Assorted glass bottles
Assorted plastic bottles
Assorted cans (many with old-fashioned pull tabs)
Styrofoam
Broken dishes (which actually account for a sizable chunk of aggregate in most
of our veggie gardens here)
All kinds of food and sweets wrappers, plastic shopping bags, random plastic
bits, etc...
Today's catch:
Three partial sheets corrugated steel siding/roofing (buried in my backyard)
A once-snazzy lime green toaster oven (door included; imagine if the oven
matched to door from yesterday!)
One D cell battery
Assorted glass bottles
Assorted plastic bottles
Assorted cans (many with old-fashioned pull tabs)
Styrofoam
Broken dishes (which actually account for a sizable chunk of aggregate in most
of our veggie gardens here)
All kinds of food and sweets wrappers, plastic shopping bags, random plastic
bits, etc...
With this hip gear, I look good while doing good!!!
I had three helpers today. Michie, Manju and Smoochie. Michie is the only one who really contributed, but Smoochie did clean out a can of beans for me! Manju just cowered behind Michie, because he is afraid of bamboo baskets apparently, and people, and cars, and birds, and leaves, and the post office, and the wind, and and and...
If it still has anything delicious in it, Smoochie is bound to sniff it out!
The bamboo basket came with the house we moved into this summer. I love the juxtaposition of a traditional hand woven bamboo basket with hand rolled hemp rope straps holding all the mass produced, mass consumed, mass disposed of junk. Halfway through today's junket (see what I did there!?) the only downside to the basket became apparent as I tossed in a coffee can: some mud leaked out and splashed through the weave and all down my back. I had to wash my clothes when I got home, but lesson learned. Tomorrow there will be a plastic trash bag liner and cardboard hole-poking deflectors all around the inside. Live and learn!
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