July 16th, 2018 – Safeway Route.
As we started today’s walk, trash seemed light. However, that changed rapidly. We ended up harvesting two downed signs and several out-of-date garage sale signs. We flung a crow, a rabbit, a bird, possibly a woodpecker, and a snake, certainly one of our most diverse days.
This snake was near our house. My story is, someone really hates snakes. They threw the can from their car and stunned the snake, then backed up to run over it. Or not.
We found another pair of sunglasses.
These were not in too bad of a shape, but some scratches. The McLitterer is still busy.
Other stuff we found today.
A tree, a dog tag, an egg-shaped piece of blue chalk and an empty box of Reese’s Puffs. This is all worth a dime because we removed the box top from the Reese’s for our grandkid’s school fundraiser.
Ah, election season, where people throw the opposing party’s signs into the blackberry bushes and storm retention ponds.
We found some stolen mail that had been discarded near the top of Norway Hill.
It was mostly junk mail, but included several envelopes with bills, etc. One envelope was a USPS-delivered Amazon purchase that had been ripped open, contents unknown. We divided the mail into two spare bags and hauled it home. The junk mail was recycled and the rest was taken to the post office.
July 17th, 2018 – Park and Ride Route.
Compared to yesterday, today was uneventful making for a quick walk. We got a honk from Mr. Handyman and several waves.
We flung a very fresh, roadkill rabbit that several crows were feasting on. The crows were not happy about that. We’d better watch our backs for a few days.
What did crows eat before roads and cars?
The other shoe dropped.
We found a headless baby.
We added it to our other headless finds.
On a trash-light day like today, we have time to stop and smell the roses. In Janet’s case, it means cutting back encroaching berry bushes and taking photos of flora.
Now that you have Shocked N’Awed us,
please Amaze us by picking up your signs.
July 18th, 2018 – Safeway Route.
Today was overcast requiring us to use flashlights at times. It was a relatively light trash day and we didn’t pass any roadkill, so nothing to fling.
We harvested an outdated lost animal sign and a Shock N’ Awe sign, not the one from yesterday. I am neither Shocked nor Awed.
We got a honk from Mr. Handyman and another drive-by, but this one is becoming a regular. We passed the Seattle Route 257 bus, whose driver normally honks at us, but at a bus stop, so no honk, but got a wave.
We found an errant key under a bench at a bus stop,
and a cap for Goodwill at another.
As I checked out more Mushrooms,
I found a wine bottle hidden among them.
There was new construction debris at the Tolt Pipeline.
Hopefully it will get picked up.
Yesterday we came across a common occurrence on garbage day where people overfill their bins so the lid doesn’t close. This is an open [pun] invitation for the crows to explore.
We cleaned up most of the mess while the crows looked on. Today, we found this.
The crows returned after we left and the people who live in the house left this mess. We just don’t get it. Your house is worth close to a million and you leave this?
I think they have a couple of cigarette butts they are going to flick.
Our welcome home this morning, close to our house. Sigh.
July 19th, 2018 – Park and Ride Route.
Today was yet another overcast morning. We got honks from Mr. Handyman and one drive-by and a lot of waves. We had one chain-reaction set of waves. Three cars came by and the first car waved and I waved back. The second and third saw me wave and both waved back. For the second day in a row, we found nothing to fling.
Someone cleaned out their wallet along 112th Avenue.
No money though. We found somebody’s remote key fob.
We will wander the neighborhood to see what it unlocks.
Yes, this is what it looks like. Did I mention we wear latex gloves? And, of course,
When we open these bags to recycle, besides the platters, we find another bag with unused condiments and plasticware.
Very wasteful, but what would you expect from someone who wantonly litters.
July 20th, 2018 – Safeway Route.
Today was about 5 degrees cooler, much more comfortable for walking. We didn’t get any honks today but had several waves. We flung an opossum and found a bristle, a tire weight and a penny. But the highlight was,
Abe! That fattened up our Money Mug.
We should count this some time so we can calculate our hourly wage.
Morning McMess on 112th Ave. NE. However, we found no evidence of the McLitterer
“Nothing about this cigarette, packaging, or color should be interpreted to mean safer.” I wonder what lawsuit triggered this.
The lame LimeBike at the bottom of the Tolt Pipeline has moved on, but the one at the top is not moving. This marks five weeks since it appeared.
July 21st, 2018 – Riverside Drive.
If it’s Saturday, it’s Riverside Drive. This was a nice morning to walk. The temperature was cool and there was a slight breeze at times. The amount of trash was about normal for a Saturday and we found nothing to fling.
Near the start of our walk we found,
Willlsonn!
We spotted this on a bench in Sammamish River Park.
On the back side, it states “Keep or rehide. Post on Bothell Rocks Facebook Page.” We left it in place.
The trashier trailer park we pass has a kid’s play area with a blackboard at times.
We figure it is training for homeless camp living. And what would a Saturday walk be without,
of course, wine bottles. The numbers are dwindling, perhaps with the guy’s liver. We came upon a tape measure disaster.
Or, maybe a Waze route around ant traffic. We found an amputated spoon.
I don’t blame it for being pointless.
At the boundary of our Saturday route, the Bothell-Woodinville city limits,
On the left, looking toward Bothell. On the right, looking toward Woodinville.
Miscellaneous things from our Saturday walk.
- Some ghosts or ghouls. We don’t know what or why.
- A doll’s shoe.
- A Seahawk’s keychain without the chain.
- A dime bag.
Finally, and I hate to close with this, we found,
I can’t \conceive what these were used for, but “Animal House” comes into mind. In Hilary’s words, Ew.
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