I don't know if things have gotten much better. I live about 1/4 mile from the Borough's dumpster station (aka "transfer station"), and folks aren't always very good about securing their loads while hauling garbage, so picking up other people's trash along the road is a task that must be done a couple of times each summer.
It's too early for trash pick up here, though. Most of the garbage is buried under snow and slush. That's a chore for a bit later in the season. It is nonetheless a good day to remember the importance of caring for Mother Earth. We've only got one of 'em (so far), and She needs a bit of help from each of us.
My own spring cycle also continues. I gave the kitchen a good ceiling to floor scrubbing yesterday, so today the bathroom is on my "to do" list.
I got a bit of good news after my Kentucky trip. I mentioned back on April 7th that my friend Bloody Bob Hunter had called to tell me about some special moose hunting drawing permits that were undersubscribed, and how to apply for one. Well, when I got home from Kentucky I had only 1 message on my phone machine - telling me that I won one of those permits. This is for a special muzzleloader only hunt in November. It's an "either sex" hunt in a relatively inaccessible area not too far from home.
Although it's hard to access during fall, once everything is frozen and there is snow on the ground it is quite accessible by dog team. Bob drew one of those tags, so he and I are already planning an historically authentic hunt for late November. Our plan is to do this as a reenactment of late 18th century wilderness life using only authentic equipment, supplies and methods.
OK, I've had my coffee, Robin is spouting the news on HLN, and I've heard it all before. I s'pose it's time for me to feed the team and start scrubbing again.