As many of you know I start my day with a hot cup-a-jo watching the sun rise over the eastern end of Long Island Sound. This is quality time I share with Mother Nature that sometimes is a delightful experience of watching lovely colors come forth chasing away the night with changing light intensity and a sudden brilliant burst of the suns golden rays over the horizon! After that first beam of sunlight sears its way over the horizon on a really clear day you must avert your gaze or suffer blindness!
On other days when low lying cloud cover acts as a filter tempering the blazing rays one can enjoy watching directly the colorful spectacle of the sun rising out of the depths of darkness and changing night to day. Slowly the sun climbs into view until about 31/2 minutes after the first rays of light are seen it is completely visible as a sphere of radiant energy balancing on the horizon. Too soon the colorful display is over and my day is well begun. I have only enjoyed this experience as a daily event since the beginning of the summer season due to the failing economy creating free time in my schedule.
As the summer season got underway I noticed that there began to be debris left on the beach after the days crowd was gone for the day. I can understand how one might lose something in the sand, but I cannot understand how a sane person can walk away from the mess they make of the beach.
I began to pick up these odd bits and pieces of trash left behind by thoughtless people and soon realized that I am living in an age of witless, insensitive and completely disrespectful idiots!!!!!!!!!!! I watched as people walked along stepping on or over trash to find a clear space where they might rest themselves in comfort while the stuff is blowing about them in the breeze off the water. Rarely would a person pick up any of the stuff and place it in a garbage container. Just as rare was the person who placed their own trash in the containers provided.
I began to pick this stuff up off my beach in the early morning as part of my daily routine and dumping it in the eight 55 gallon drums provided for that purpose. A six gallon plastic pail full was the norm and on several mornings I filled it twice. On the day after the Memorial Day weekend I picked up 13 plastic pails full!! The two 55 gallon drums on either end of the row of drums at the end of the beach access road were filled to over-flowing with trash piled all over the ground around them! The next two were
On other days when low lying cloud cover acts as a filter tempering the blazing rays one can enjoy watching directly the colorful spectacle of the sun rising out of the depths of darkness and changing night to day. Slowly the sun climbs into view until about 31/2 minutes after the first rays of light are seen it is completely visible as a sphere of radiant energy balancing on the horizon. Too soon the colorful display is over and my day is well begun. I have only enjoyed this experience as a daily event since the beginning of the summer season due to the failing economy creating free time in my schedule.
As the summer season got underway I noticed that there began to be debris left on the beach after the days crowd was gone for the day. I can understand how one might lose something in the sand, but I cannot understand how a sane person can walk away from the mess they make of the beach.
I began to pick up these odd bits and pieces of trash left behind by thoughtless people and soon realized that I am living in an age of witless, insensitive and completely disrespectful idiots!!!!!!!!!!! I watched as people walked along stepping on or over trash to find a clear space where they might rest themselves in comfort while the stuff is blowing about them in the breeze off the water. Rarely would a person pick up any of the stuff and place it in a garbage container. Just as rare was the person who placed their own trash in the containers provided.
I began to pick this stuff up off my beach in the early morning as part of my daily routine and dumping it in the eight 55 gallon drums provided for that purpose. A six gallon plastic pail full was the norm and on several mornings I filled it twice. On the day after the Memorial Day weekend I picked up 13 plastic pails full!! The two 55 gallon drums on either end of the row of drums at the end of the beach access road were filled to over-flowing with trash piled all over the ground around them! The next two were
