Changing the Landscape: One Bag At a Time

March 29, 2012 4:00 p.m. Weather 12 degrees, sunshine, wind 40 kms/hr  I stood at the edge of the pond, sad.  Two seagulls, bright white ships, beaks pulled under wings…protection from the wind.  Two geese…a couple…landed precariously on the dark thin ice. Wings stretched out…angled…miraculous flying machines.  My first robin, perched on a low branch.  All this beauty.  But to get to the edge of the pond…to stand there…I had to walk on a blanket of plastic sheeting, pop bottle lids, straws and human refuse.  It’s tricky being grateful and sad, all at once.

I got spider bites on my leg yesterday when I did my pick-up, so I tackled the footwear differently…pants tucked into socks and rubber boots.

Oh Yeah!

My cousin has encouraged me not to blog the photo I took of my leg and I think she is right.  I’m perfecting my approach to this pick-up as I go and have a great pair of thick rubber gloves as well.

Attractive!

I went into the South Fish Creek Recreational Center after I did my picking today and now have the contact information to talk to Chandos Construction, a company that just completed the construction, but in my opinion, neglected their clean-up duties.  Today again, I located large pieces of insulation foam and sheeting in and around the pond.  I think that they need to be held accountable for this job from its beginning until its conclusion.