Friday, September 19, 2025

Wondering

 

Sitting beside the stream watching leaves fall from the trees on a comfortable 77 degree day, I stared at the clear sky and wondered. Both windows were open in the car and the slight breeze that came through was refreshing. Leaves skid past leaving the dried sounds of fall behind them. The surrounding trees are a combination of green, yellow and brown. The high grasses alongside the stream are wheat colored, bent over and dying. Scattered between them are the high dark brown remnants of once green and flowering stalks.

    The stream is low and the reflections on it are mirror like. This is where I come to relax and to forget about the turmoil of the world. It is a place that is quiet and soothing. The just barely audible sounds of the steam hide the other noises of society; airplanes, cars and trucks to name just a few. It is a perfect spot to sit, read and contemplate.

    Sitting here I can hear the leaves falling through the trees and occasionally I hear a branch join them on their way to the ground. Insects buzz around but the birds are all silent today. Stalks of Goldenrod bounce back and forth when the breeze increases. It’s a wonderful spot! Occasionally I see others here, fishermen standing in the stream attempting to lure a fish onto their hooks or walkers on the paths beside the stream. Dog and their owners enjoy the area also.

    The reason I am wondering is that when I pulled into the spot this morning I saw that there had been some other visitors since I was there last.  Brown paper bags were scattered around filled with landscaping debris. Some logs had been dropped off also. I counted 23 of these large bags tossed in piles and thrown over the hillside by the stream. Trash, left behind by… I don’t want to print the words that come to my mind.

    I have never understood why people would toss trash along the roads, parks and overlooks. Why would they destroy this beauty?  I’ve seen it so many times and I’m sure you have also. It is nothing new, it is a continuation of destruction, ruining the beauty that most of us have come to love. It is especially bad when it happens to a place you are familiar with, a place you frequent, a place you cherish!

    In the past I have hiked for miles to visit an overlook or a waterfall and found empty cans of beer lying in the woods along with snack wrappers and cigarette butts. They carried them in, why can’t they carry them out? People clean up after their pets and then leave the bags beside the trail, do they think the “rangers” will come along to pick up after them or do they just not care?

    I’ve been to pull offs near streams with nice views of the creek below and found piles of trash dropped off by someone, old TVs, bags of clothes, garbage, and pieces of construction debris. I’ve seen entire trees tossed over the hills on back roads after having been cut down. Didn’t these people’s parents explain to them about littering? How about preserving the wilderness or even more important, respect for others? I can only guess not.

    They needed a cheap place to drop off their trash and here was a deserted spot. No thoughts were given to anyone else, only that they could toss it before someone saw them.

    I find it extremely frustrating. I have seen this before at this very site. Someone always cleans it up, I don’t know who but I’m indebted to them. A large trash can sits close at hand but people still drop their water bottles and candy wrappers on the ground beside it. The carcasses of “out of season” deer slowly dissolve, adding a foul smell to the air until only bones mark their final resting spot, just another of the many things discarded near-by.

    Nothing can be done unless someone sees them doing it. Police can’t prosecute without solid evidence. Is it a sign of the times, “I don’t need to follow the rules”? I just believe it is people with no care for others, people who have never been told about respecting other people’s property. People with no empathy, people that needed to get a stern talking to by their parents!

    We can only hope that eventually they realize what asses they are, and clean up their act, for both us and even more importantly, the wildlife that live here!


3 comments:

frankjd1444@gmail.com said...

How many times have you and I hikes to a spot in the woods to view something and have found some ignorant persons trash.

Thinking, Learning, Living said...

Phil,
There is a place in the nature of man to see beauty, love, compassion, and care. These innate qualities are labeled differently by each of us...and valued differently by each of us.
Some label it as part of their faith, other religion. Politically, some label it environmentalism, conservation, etc. Whatever the name, it emanates from the 'higher self'. All of us are born with it, but some cauterize it, misshape it, destroy it.
Luckily, there are some (most) who, at least, do not contribute to the problems you have enumerated. Maybe your writing will change one soul, one mind and the world will be a better place.
It is the sense of making the world a better place that some people clean an area, pick that stray piece of trash...thus making the world a better place. Some people get it, some don't!
You may remember this song, made famous by Perry Como...

I'll give my hand to those who cannot see,
The sunshine or the fallin' rain.
I'll sing my song to cheer the weary along,
For I may never pass this way again!
I'll share my faith with every troubled heart,
So I shall not have lived in vain.
I'll give my hand, I'll sing my song,
I'll share my faith, because I know,
That the time is now to fulfill each vow,
For I may never pass this way again!
Songwriters: Irving Melsher / Murray Wizell

Anonymous said...

Well written! A message many people need to see and read. Thanks Phil.

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