Something about springtime that makes me want to pick up trash. Especially here in the midwest where the snow melt uncovers a heavy amount of garbage accumulation. It’s sad that the sunshine and warm weather and budding trees are peppered with fast food cups, styrofoam, and barbie boxes from Christmas.
Yesterday I was walking to work and I looked down an alleyway to find a cyclone of garbage. Nothing quite like the sorts from the Wizard of Oz or anything, but there was definite circular motions of paper and trash swirling about.
It’s a funny thing too. It was just beautiful outside. Like picture perfect. And I look over and swirly swirly swirl! It made me giggle to myself because it was just so perfect of timing…as I was smiling into the sunshine. Like a scene out of a movie. Like Little Red Riding Hood or something morbid like that.
Grandmother, what big teeth you have! Sunshiney day, what big swirly tornado of refuse you have!