Remnants of snow lie in patches beneath the northern edges of trees and bushes. Maybe when I return on Sunday from Pennsylvania, I'll pick up the cans in the ditches. Mother Nature would like that.
The disappearing snow revealed nearly eighty cans and bottles in the weeds and near culverts along the mile of road that I walked yesterday. That amount measured in gas would get me down the road but barely into Massachusetts. Two states down, four more to go using money spent before it's earned.
Mother Nature don't care...
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