(It took me a good month before I decided I needed to start a
litter blog. The first four posts are delayed recaps.)
I started this litter-cleaning business, making an advertising tunic and a website, just before the big snow storm and cold snap hit. Just in time, since I can't do gardening when snow is on the ground, and can't do much but spread leaf mulch when it is frozen.
The day after the big snow, while it was still soft and the slush
was piling up along the edge of the travel lane in front of my house, I
realized that it would freeze solid that night and trap me in my driveway full
of ice and snow. So I cleared it from my driveway and the street in front
of my house.
Once the snow cleared enough from the main roads enough to risk
walking, I put on the vest, took my litter grabber and some grocery
sacks, and walked from my house on Bridge Street to my parents' house on
Highland Avenue. I filled two bags on the way, dropped them there, and
did much the same on the way home. Along the way there, I found a large,
flattened cardboard box in the neighborhood east of G street a few blocks from
the Gospel Rescue Mission recycling center, and brought it there. It was
quite a walk, and I saw that I didn't want to be so far from my truck, because
sometimes I need other tools. The best way to work is to drive to a
likely location, and move the truck as necessary.
The second day, I walked around the downtown core with my dog, an
area that gets a lot of traffic and litter. The presence of public trash cans
made disposal easy. The litter, mostly cigarette butts, was so thick in
front of some bars and restaurants that I went home and got a broom and dustpan
for those areas, moving the truck nearby whenever I found such a concentration.
I also decided that walking dogs while picking up litter works in
the parks and neighborhood streets, where litter and people are widely
scattered, but the dog just gets in the way downtown, where there are a lot of
people and a lot of litter to pick up. I picked up litter in the Xmas
tree square, and decided to come back the next day with tools to clear the
dirty ice and snow from the square and blow off the debris, leaving the dog at
home.
Earlier that day, while passing Community Corrections, I noticed
workers trying to clear ice from the sidewalk in front of their offices with a
flat shovel, without much success. I dropped in later to speak to someone
in charge. I learned that the crews were not going out to work because of
the slipping hazard. I showed her my hula hoe, and how it could move the
ice more easily, scraping it on the pull as well as the push stroke, and they
could use shovels to pick up the loosened ice. A few days later, I heard
from a friend that he'd seen a workers with a hula hoe and shovels clearing the
ice later that day.
The next day, I came back to the square with a flat shovel, a
scoop shovel, a hula hoe, broom, and two blowers, one of which turned out to
have a dead battery. I cleared it in one afternoon, as the sun and earth
warmed the pavement through the ice. One store owner asked me to clear
the ice near the intersection in front of her shop, but it was in shade and
frozen too hard to move.
I picked up a few dollars in tips over those days, but no
donations from the website. I didn't even have a pay button yet; Paypal
had restricted my account and it took me a while to find a new money-transfer
vendor.
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