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Bags of garbage

The photos of bags of garbage on this blog do not magically appear. I fill the garbage bag up in 15 min. to an hour and take the bag to be picked up by the city. Most garbage comes from little bits everywhere that add up to one large bag when collected into a group. Photos height and width (March 26, 2024) now match original.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Today I pulled an engine block out of the river.
Someone else had started the removal.
I think I saw him on the TV news several years ago ( ten years?).
Single handedly trying to clean up the "back" river. I wonder if I would have joined him in his efforts at that time?

I think I was making rock waterfalls at the time, because I seem to remember how close he was bringing garbage to shore, but not finishing the last few feet, and I was upset that I could have helped or something anyways.

The last few feet out of the river are upwards, twenty feet of a steep slope of random cement block.

I don't know if he did it with scuba tanks or what, but he left a chain on the engine block for it to be handled-manipulated.

I only moved it about 20 feet out of the river, onto the old rusting and rotting sewage outlet from the 1940's. But people will see it now, its no longer hidden. I don't know if this is good or bad. People will hate the view? or people will demand it be removed? Or people will ignore it?

It still needs a winch to pull it up over the cement blocks to the road.

I also pulled out three metal poles and placed them next to the street to be picked up.
Also some kind of large metal hub similar to a wheel rim of a car.

I forgot to take photo's. I will tomorrow.

NATURE is growing everywhere, hiding the garbage that is around and daily deposited by children and the inconsiderate adult.
I think I got a few compliments for cleaning from people I pass, but I really haven't done too much lately. I had hurt my foot and recently got a bad sunburn and was out of it.
When fall comes and the garbage is revealed I will get the opposite of poor job I expect, oh well.

Picking up garbage is like mowing the grass, the grass is always growing and people are always throwing garbage on the ground.
You can't stop the grass anymore than you can stop people from their thoughtlessness.

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