Monday, February 22, 2010

recycling



Here's a fascinating tidbit: Monday is trash & recycling day in my mid-town (not to be confused with Midtown) neighborhood. Sidewalks, brick or not, are lined with neat gray barrels and blue & green bins that, by this afternoon, will be on their sides, upside-down and/or rolling in the road. Lids will be flung, bins will be empty, and the contents will have gone ... where, exactly?? I'm not sure, but I'm grateful, for both the effort and result — and to the agents of change — as a new week's gathering of trash & recycling (the refilling of bins) now begins ...

Meanwhile, down at the fish pier — next door to the Shipyard (where all eyes & ears are on imminent decisions regarding the Volvo Ocean Race and dare-we-hope-it-returns America's Cup) — it's always recycling day. The picture of order & efficiency. Of past & future lobster. Past & future fishing. Past & future ... traps & trips. Yet another tasty meal just might be found in the bottom (or top) of the barrel if one digs, pulls and crows about it effectively enough. And remains on the lookout ...