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What is Litter?

One of the simple things that bring us joy here at East Mosquitoville Farm is a walk. We walk a fairly regular path, almost two miles of it mowed. I at times am a bit more adventurous and prowl into the bowels of the bush or follow a stonewall. But whatever the route we are almost always seeing something we had never seen or noticed before. Honestly, many times we will actually say, "How did we not see that before?"
We walk along a path that skirts along a rock wall and just beyond lies a newly opened cow pasture. The wall covered for some time by blackberry bushes, concord grape vines, grasses and a plethora of unknown to me weed types. We find it festinating by the speed at which the cows devoured the fauna that has covered the rock-wall for probably the better part of a century. Once the edible weeds have been eaten and the non edible weeds trampled, what you are left with is a gold mine of farm relics - car parts? tractor parts? buggy parts? perhaps all of the items listed and more.
We scour the newly claimed area and are just mesmerized by the "trash/treasure" we find. How can a car part still be solid after all that time? rusty but solid.
One of the examples of a "find" is the iron wheels that I found just below the orchard and rolled up the hill and affixed them to our bench under the tree. Trash? I think not but it does almost beg the question what constitutes trash? Somebody thought it trash or it wouldn't have been discarded down there in the first place.

Most would agree that iron wheels from a horse drawn buggy or farm implement would be a find, not trash. How about a severely dented metal milk jug? china plate? a spring perhaps from a wooden bench that was once part of a wagon? A bottle?

Bottles and cans are a regular trash find. Which assures me that I have been trespassed on because the bottles are newer and I'm fairly certain that I didn't drop them, (I stopped drinking Pepsi when I was 10). At my age I guess it's possible that I've had some sort of medical crisis and unbeknownst to me, dropped bottles or cans?
But...bottles and cans it seems can be either trash or treasure. I'm not exactly sure where the line lies but some we keep and some we take home and toss.

alt

From our recent walk- one picture I call trash and the other a keeper. Late 50's early 60s beer can. I can not define why it's not trash anymore.

alt

Surprise surprise but there is no point to this ramble other than to say there is a lot of trash on my property 🙂
~Peace Out~

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