Today I went walking on the beach after work. It was a bit chilly, yes.. But I had my trusty pink sweater so I was good to go. I don't know if it's because it was cool or what, but there was not a SOUL on the beach.. Which was kinda nice.
Now, I am no environmentalist by any means, but who litters at the beach? Seriously. I saw the waves lapping at a plastic coffee cup lid. I thought about passing it by but guiltily bent down to pick it up. I walked along some more and came upon part of a cardboard Pepsi case. Again, I stopped and picked it up. I'm gathering quite the collection when I see something else ahead of me. I'm sorry to report that I just had to draw the line at a washed up diaper. I'll leave that for some other do gooder.
After walking for an hour, writing something in the sand, and finding a huge seashell, I finally went home--Sandy and happy. The drive was just the same.. but somehow didn't seem as bad. :)
3 comments:
May I make a suggestion? Save your "collection" of found beach trash sans diapers. When you get quite an impressive lot form it all into an art installation. Contact the local art groups and offer your piece for display. Besides cleaning the beach, your "creation" will also inform and inspire others to be more aware of the beach trash situation. Good job, Liz. The entire earth is our back yard. Keep cleaning.
I can always count on you for a comment.
How 'bout... I collect the trash and YOU make the art? Beach Litter by Dana Carrera.... and Liz McGuinn.
I swear, I'm not usually that kind of person. But there was no one around and I just had to. I pictured some sad, little fish trying to eat it.
and indeed the little fish or pelican would have tried......so good job......
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