Anyone That Poops Their Own Nest Will Poop Yours Also...
I've lived here on this little dead end road 41 years. There's one house down at the end past me. Not much traffic passes, just the same people everyday. Out of the four houses on this little road all have had some greater connection to the area and the people around here so things have stayed clean and quiet. I guess quiet if you consider tuba quiet and forget about the couple of times I had a band playing out here and somebody called the sheriff but I don't think it was my closest neighbors that did that.
I've got new neighbors next door. Other than knowing their names I don't know much more but they are like most of us out here, quiet and private. They mow the yard, get up early and go to work and mind their own business. They did put up some lights that make it a bit brighter than I'm used to. I like my nights dark but that's ok I can understand the reasons. I did pickup a 5 gallon bucket of wind blown trash scattered in the area which with the limited traffic is probably more than I've picked up in the whole 41 years out here. Maybe they noticed the road is clean and it won't become like climate change where everybody is just pooping in their own nest.
Of course there is the contrast of the nearby dirt road where we often ride bikes. There's no houses on this stretch and lots of trash is thrown in the ditches. Cups, cans, fast food wrappers, full garbage bags and I've seen the occasional pair of underwear hanging from roadside bushes. Yesterday on a bike ride I photographed this dishwasher. I must add a conflict of interest here. I do dump my fish guts after cleaning my catch in the woods along this road but the East Texas Hygiene Committee, the buzzards, coyotes, the coons and the possums do their job and have it all cleaned up before I can make it back to the lake. I like to think on judgement day I'll be forgiven for this Mr. Natural way of doing things but I'll have to get back to you on that one.
About once a year I make a haul to the scrap metal with stuff like this and make enough money to buy a 30 pack of beer if I drank 30 packs of beer. I'm certain there are people living within a five mile radius that make enough off scrap to have a 30 pack of beer everyday. I'm not sure that by myself I could get this out of the woods and across the road ditch and into the truck to make a scrap yard trip. In fact yesterday I stopped and helped a guy just down the road from here drag a kids trampoline into the house to surprise his daughter for her birthday and it was all both of us could do.
Somebody younger might have to salvage this and for more difficult disposals of things with nasty environmental components such as TV, computers and old paint we do have a good place in town to take recycling and occasionally Angelina Beautiful Clean does a hazardous waste day. The person that dumped the dishwasher probably had a device in his pocket that would have directed them to easier disposal than the woods.
I used to give away big screen TVs as a regular fundraiser for this blog. I think everyone has a big screen by now. Does everyone have a dishwasher?
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