A picture is worth a thousand words. Here is what one of the trash heaps on our street, right near our house, looks like.
The Garbage Outside Our House
Because life isn't meant to be lived on auto-pilot…
Because life isn't meant to be lived on auto-pilot…
Poverty trumps many niceities. If any of the garbage had value I’d bet it wouldn’t be there long. I’ve often wondered if you could measure the state of an economy by the value of what gets tossed/lost on the side of the road and how long it stays there – the effort to stop and pick it up VS the percieved value.