All the lush plant growth in the ravine behind our house burned, leaving nothing but charred stumps and ankle-deep ash... and revealing several years' worth of trash that some slob (I'm being charitable) who used to live here tossed there from the deck, shooting much of it during its trajectory - cretin that he was. So I've spent several hours cleaning up all the beer bottles, beer and soda cans, shards of clay pigeons, shotgun shell casings, etc, finally finishing that infuriating chore on Wednesday. The fire burned so hot down there that most of the intact glass bottles were as thin and fragile as eggshells, crumbling as I picked them up, and rocks were actually split in two by the heat. But I think this melted beer bottle illustrates it best...
And let me conclude with the righteously indignant observation that people who throw trash in Mother Earth's face should have hot tar poured in their nostrils.
Agrees about the hot tar! *People are SOOOO stupid* Bet you're glad to have all that cleaned up, tho, huh.
ReplyDeleteHang in there, Laloofah! And do remember to relax every once in a while!! :)
Thanks, rift! I'm doing my best. Trying to stick with my meditation, no matter what! And run the dogs now and then. My reading, however, has been abandoned. :-( We've worked hard all weekend and got quite a bit accomplished so we're relaxing this afternoon! Next week is going to be nasty, so it's good to have this brief respite.
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Holy Inferno, Batman!
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you hang in there gal.
i's rootin' fer ya.
by the way, i would have done exactly the same thing with that butterfly. i rescued many honeybees from stock tanks in my stall muckin' days.
kinda miss them days!