Oh how I miss thee picking up my trash and carrying it away.
All of our rubbish is in our backyard.
If it can be burned, it is. If it can't, it just sits there in a pile.
No recycling here.
My bread dough went bad in the fridge because of lack of electricity.
I threw it all out into the food pit in the back.
My "smart" dog at all of the raw, moldy dough, and
Then he threw up in the front yard.
Oh, how I miss you, Sanitation Department of the USA.
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Oh, honey, I feel your pain. I was thanking God just today for trash pick up, as a matter of fact, which is remarkably efficient here. But during Holy Week, it's not very regular, and this is a Third World country and I can start to see the edges of what life would be like without..... This might be the perfect time to get your carpenter guy to build you a compost bin. Or two. If you leave stuff out on the streets will people sort through it & take the interesting stuff?
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