My dear wife Karen and I take pride in our Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood or Eastwood.
For a dozen years now, we’ve done the most we can to pretty up our little piece of property here on Earth.
And so it irks me when some of my neighbors are not so diligent in their policing of their property.
I don’t expect daily manicuring of the grounds, mind you. No way. People are busy, I know. My lot can get scruffy, sure.
But when people put out their stuff and a big wind comes along and blows it away before the collection crew comes and then they just leave it lie …
A bunch of empty beer cans showed up on the empty lot next to our place. Not our brand. In fact, I saw that they began in a pile perhaps a 12-pack strong out front of the apartment house across the way. But that windy night blew them this way and that, across several lawns. I thought maybe the drinker would take a small stroll and pick them up. One day. Two days. Three.
I took the photo above, picked them up, and tossed them in our blue bin, to be picked up next collection day unless the scavengers take them out first for the nickel deposits.
Do you go chasing your trash if it blows around? Do expect your neighbors to do the same? How many days would you let them sit there before picking them up yourself?