Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Spring!
The sun is shining and it seems as though Spring has arrived. This morning I saw two male greenfinches hopping around with nesting material in their beaks, trying to attract the female who was also in the area. Blackbird cocks are posturing and mock fighting, and my camellias are almost bursting out (yes I know that 'down south' they've been out for ages!).
And on my regular walks with the dog the verges and trees are liberally strewn with ... not daisies or leaves ... litter. Beer cans, chip cartons, dog bags, tatty plastic, etc. etc. etc.
I'm with Paxo on this one. We have become a dirty, uncaring, selfish nation when it comes to disposing of our rubbish.
When we moved into Beverley nearly 13 years ago (gulp), we marvelled at how litter-free it was compared to our previous place in the city. Now there's hardly anything to separate us - in fact, since Hull City Council make quite strenuous efforts to keep on top of litter, with teams out nearly every day - it could even be said that Beverley is now more littered than Hull.
I seem to be incapable of dropping litter - if a bit blows out of the car door when it opens I go scuttling after it, feeling really guilty if I can't recover it. Am I mad? Are we the only people on our road who pick up rubbish from in front of our house - even if we haven't dropped it? Are we mad? What has happened to seemingly sensible people that they don't teach their kids that littering is not an option?
Sometimes, I despair. But then I put on my selective glasses again, and try to ignore it, until the next time!
And on my regular walks with the dog the verges and trees are liberally strewn with ... not daisies or leaves ... litter. Beer cans, chip cartons, dog bags, tatty plastic, etc. etc. etc.
I'm with Paxo on this one. We have become a dirty, uncaring, selfish nation when it comes to disposing of our rubbish.
When we moved into Beverley nearly 13 years ago (gulp), we marvelled at how litter-free it was compared to our previous place in the city. Now there's hardly anything to separate us - in fact, since Hull City Council make quite strenuous efforts to keep on top of litter, with teams out nearly every day - it could even be said that Beverley is now more littered than Hull.
I seem to be incapable of dropping litter - if a bit blows out of the car door when it opens I go scuttling after it, feeling really guilty if I can't recover it. Am I mad? Are we the only people on our road who pick up rubbish from in front of our house - even if we haven't dropped it? Are we mad? What has happened to seemingly sensible people that they don't teach their kids that littering is not an option?
Sometimes, I despair. But then I put on my selective glasses again, and try to ignore it, until the next time!
