I took a walk along the shore and then back via the road. Along the way I formulated a hypothesis: The crappier the beer, the more likely its drinkers are to toss the empties… wherever. I picked up a few cans of Keystone and Bud Lite and took them to the dumpster. Tomorrow I’ll take a trash bag on my walk. And I might wear gloves.
There’s not a lot of litter here, just enough to get me muttering about how lazy and/or clueless some people are. I mean, how long do you have to stare at a plastic bag caught on a bush before finally thinking, “Should I throw that away? I mean, it’s not mine. It was there when I arrived. It’s not my job to clean up after people. Eh, I think I’ll just let it ugly up my view.”