After I picked up the sticks in the yard and raked the leaves that had collected over the winter, I perused the lawn and enjoyed the various signs of spring. A few crocuses were already in bloom. The daffodils were starting to poke up. Indeed, that last little pile of snow disappeared that very afternoon. Then I looked toward the road.
The melted snow had revealed enough litter to fill my entire garbage can. Fast food wrappers and cups; beverage cans and bottles; even a few diapers. Read More»