Sunday, February 24, 2008

Just when you thought it was safe to quit looking for tires

I was raking to unearth some shallowly, I thought, buried trash near the First Avenue gate when I hit something large and hard. It was a tire (on a rim, of course) that was buried in the wind row. I hauled out two bags as well, one of which contained mostly recyclables. I'm recycling as much of the trash as I can.