Last night I was crusing home from work in the car (sadly, I’ve been very lazy lately and haven’t ridden my bike much, but it’s paying off) when I happened upon something interesting.
Some people had put yard waste bag out to the curb for the pickup. You know what I’m talking about. Those big paper bags. And they were just sitting there all full of leaves and looking pretty. They were calling my name. “Matt…Matt…you need to compost me…don’t make this big diesel fume belching truck pick me up to be composted 15 miles away…compost me here locally…I’ll give you some big fat tomatoes and peppers…”
I couldn’t resist them. I took them. 4 of them. That’s all I could fit in my car.
(This isn’t stealing by the way because if there is anything I’ve learned from watching CSI it’s that anything put out in the trash for trash pickup is public property and is fair game for anyone. Remember that if you ever commit a murder. Don’t put all the trashy stuff in your trash at the curb.)
Now I’ve got a new mission. I’m going to cruise the streets looking for bags people have put out for pickup and squire them back to my house for more effective use. I’ll be like the people who cruise the streets on big trash pick up day, only not as creepy (hopefully) and more attractive (also hopefully).
It also bears mentioning that last night I filled up two yardys full of leaves for the garden from all the leaves that have been raked into the street from yards. And there are more still sitting there. Tomorrow is my trash day and I guarantee you that every yardy that will be put out is going to make a trip to my backyard first to “donate” it’s contents to my gardening success.
Oh yes, there will be leaves.