Just some scraps from Main Street today.
If you decide to pick up litter on a daily basis, and you don’t plan to spend all day in your endeavor, you’ve got some decisions to make. You’ve got to establish a litter hierarchy – that is to say in the sentimental words of Anne Morrow Lindbergh, “One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach. One can collect only a few, and they are more beautiful if they are few.”
All litter is not all created equal. And the spots where the litter ends up are not created equal either.
If the trash is outside a locally owned shop – I worry about it less because chances are it will be picked up. If it’s outside a big box store – it’s not going anywhere.
Beer cans and bottles are likely to be picked up by someone besides me since they’re worth a nickel refund.
If it’s paper I leave it. Paper takes care of itself. Plastic, as far as I can discern, is the biggest offender. Trash near the beach is the most vulnerable as I don’t wish to see it added to the any of the great gyres. Then there are the small pieces near the drains – all drains lead to the ocean don’t you know. And plastic bags anywhere are of course in danger of becoming tree-top decorations not to mention that if you succeed in plucking them from the brush without puncturing them then you can use them to collect even more discarded waste.
So you see, there’s a lot to think about.