Maybe it's all the spring colors and the little broken toy trucks, but today's trawl got me thinking ahead... to Easter, specifically. Parties and holidays bring plastic out of the woodwork so to speak. Drug stores will have shelves packed with wind-up hopping plastic rabbits, plastic bottles of soapy-goo with little pink plastic bubble wands shaped like eggs, plastic bags filled with plastic grass to line the Easter basket, plastic eggs of course... really, all manner of brightly colored, cheap, geegaw plastic doodahs - the bulk of which will amuse adorable children for a few hours on Easter morning - And of those fragile/brittle trinkets that survive the holiday intact, they'll be stashed away for next year. The rest of the cracked and broken pieces will be thrown away. Makes me think about what exactly what message we are imparting to our children with this stuff...
Once these little people grow up and see for themselves the plastic disaster being created...seems they may wonder why we so actively participated in it when there was no need to do so.
I'm mesmerized by this photo - The artist's name is Kaylah, and she writes a blog called the Dainty Squid. This is her collection of what washed up on her beach shore at Lake Erie