Meyer lemons from our lemon bush/tree. They are prolific!I put the garbage bins out on Wednesday evenings (or nights): the blue one, the gray one, and the green one. Sometimes my residents/tenants will haul them out, thinking that I've forgotten my duties. They are so kind!
I fill up a bio-bag (it's biodegradable) with food waste, in my kitchen sink. I stopped using the garbage disposal decades ago. In fact, I don't even have a garbage disposal, because it required a lot of water. That happened maybe 3-4 droughts ago.
I add that food waste stuff into a hand-held plastic bucket that I requested from the waste-pick-up folks. I keep that on my back porch. It's pretty much animal/critter-proof. Then I'll dump that bucket into the green bin.
Early on Thursday mornings, I'll hear those cherished folks come and pick up the bins. It's pretty much like clockwork. These workers are also essential.
I was thinking the other day, way back... when our family lived in Costa Mesa (next door to Newport Beach), my oldest of 3 younger brothers and I were assigned garbage bin duty. I was 7 or 8 years old. That would make him 5 or 6 years old.
Often, we'd forget to put the bins out. It would be a mad dash the next morning grabbing those metal cans/bins and waving and hollering to the truck "Wait! We're coming!"
Please understand that these were metal bins. They were not the heavy-duty blue, green, gray, plastic bins that had wheels on them. These had no wheels.
It's very funny/weird, the mental images that suddenly come to me, out of the clear blue.
When I'm sitting in the backyard, doing some reading, or pondering, I hear the birds...not just the crows, but birds that sing! I see hummingbirds, butterflies (the all-white ones and the Monarch ones).
Before we faced this Covid stuff, I rarely sat in my backyard. It was go, go, go, rush, rush, rush.
I sincerely hope that I'm able to put the Covid out of my thoughts and retain some of the peace, peace, peace that these ch..ch...changes have made within me.
Live richly, marilyn