November 7, 2019
by drplasticpicker
Wandering along the beach is wonderful for the imagination. Children have the blank canvas of the surf and sand to create their fairytales. I then get to see the remnants of them on my walks. I make up stories in my imagination about who made these structures, and what stories and adventures occured within their walls.
October 8, 2019
by drplasticpicker
I have dreams of ocean plastic picking on far off beaches, but the reality is that the stretch of coastline I walk along needs me. Every day is different. Different sunsets, different views, different living beings, and different experiences. If I don’t pick up along my short stretch, who will? I’ve walked by the same lost item several times over several days before I collect the item, so my experiential truth is that likely no one else will.
I have learned to appreciate the small changes along my stretch. I pick plastic, and stop to admire the remnants of castles and sculptures children have painstakingly built. These are the ruins I have seen in the sand.
