(recycleables...just put that through spell check...guess I got it right)
I love garbage day...hugh bags of discarded material carried to the roadside..never to be seen again, to be picked up by our neighborly garbage man, and disposed of privately at the landfill.
Today I was horrified to find that what felt like a hurricane was whipping through my world. My precious bag of recyleables had been blown across the road, down into the ditch, come unknotted and had released by life secrets into the whole world. Tin cans, milk cartons, newspapers, colorful cardboard boxes were scattered in the immediate area and the lighter papers had made it through the fence to the pasture and were being swept toward town in the distance.The one good thing was that I didn't have to chase those...they were going too fast. And the other good thing was that while I was tip toeing through the puddle filled ditch repacking my garbage I found a perfectly good basketball. Hmm
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