When we moved here, one of the first things we had to look into was: what to do with our garbage!
It's not that we have more garbage than most people -- we don't, really -- but we had a ton of boxes left over from the move, natch, and the little garbage we did have was threatening to smell. It didn't help that we didn't have garbage bins; animals were scavenging thru the bags we'd left out thru our own naivete.
Well, it turns out that if you live off the main road, you can have your trash picked up by one of the garbage companies, like Waste Management. But where we live, people have to take their refuse to the town dump. I'd never been to a dump before, so I was excited about the prospect. It's always good to be excited about something like that.
The dump, luckily for us, is only a quarter-mile from us, and luckier still is the fact that the smell has never made it to our house. One time just after we'd moved here, I went for a gadabout thru the woods and ended up getting a bit lost. I found some power lines, followed them, and came out at the dump. The smell hadn't given up its position. That's a good thing.
Phil runs the dump and is a wonderful guy. He always has a smile, especially for little Maeve, who loves to see him. Phil explained that townees pay $30 for a ten-ticket booklet; each ticket buys dumping rights for one large garbage bag (32 or 35 gallons).
Recycling items are free to drop off and are sorted into 4 different varieties, so there is a lot of recycling going on, which I approve of heartily. It bothers me, however, that lots of people leave their cars running while they drop off their cardboard and newspaper for recycling -- kind of defeats the purpose, doesn't it, if you're helping the environment while hurting it?
One of the cool things about the dump is the chance to go rummaging thru the discarded metal stuff. We got these nifty signs there for free! I'm also looking forward to grabbing some cool items for a unicycle trials course.
Happy diving!
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