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Jun. 25th, 2004 01:39 pmFor those of you who don't know it, I just recently changed offices, and now, instead of working in West Seattle, I'm working in Gig Harbor. Today, I suppose I realized that I must belong here...
I went out for a walk on my lunch, and just wandered.
There's a trail that Google tells me is about three miles long. It's also got a fair amount of trash that really ought to be picked up before it causes any problems to the plants or animals.
And, you know, it's hard to argue when nature has provided an actual, honest-to-goodness trash bag caught in some weeds.
I haven't really learned to listen to nature yet, not the way I think I might be able to, someday... but when it's loud, and calling, I guess I can't help but say "okay, okay, I'll do what I can".
So, some pieces of balloon, lots of bits of plastic, some styrofoam coffee cups, and several cans and other assorted junk have been removed from the nearby almost-natural, somewhat-semi-kinda-wildlife-supporting areas.
Now let's see if I can translate that into some energy for a slow Friday afternoon.
I went out for a walk on my lunch, and just wandered.
There's a trail that Google tells me is about three miles long. It's also got a fair amount of trash that really ought to be picked up before it causes any problems to the plants or animals.
And, you know, it's hard to argue when nature has provided an actual, honest-to-goodness trash bag caught in some weeds.
I haven't really learned to listen to nature yet, not the way I think I might be able to, someday... but when it's loud, and calling, I guess I can't help but say "okay, okay, I'll do what I can".
So, some pieces of balloon, lots of bits of plastic, some styrofoam coffee cups, and several cans and other assorted junk have been removed from the nearby almost-natural, somewhat-semi-kinda-wildlife-supporting areas.
Now let's see if I can translate that into some energy for a slow Friday afternoon.