The above image is beautiful and profoundly sad. I found on Pinterest with a link to a Tumbler but could not find the image there. If you know where it came from please share. The line about the image says that it was made from plastics that were left on the beach. Look at how many there are. I wonder how long it took the artist to collect them all. I am guessing not long. On a smaller scale EVERY SINGLE beach toy Little owns, every bucket shovel, mold or sieve, has been picked up by my mother on the morning walks on the beach. They were cast aside by the family that bought a set for a dollar and then decided they were not worth the trip back to the car or even to the trash cans.
I grew up in this beach town. I have watched every summer as the hordes come to our beaches and leave all kind of nasty things. I am not sure if they think someone else will clean them up or if they just don’t care. Where I wonder to they think their trash will end up? Do they think about what will happen to it? Whatever it is, it does not endear them to locals.
One 4th of July tradition in my family is actually a 5th of July event. Save Our Shores hosts a beach clean up on the 4th and 5th. On the 4th they stand at the entrances to the beaches and hand out bags for people to throw their trash into (God forbid they actually pack it with them back to the trash can) and on the 5th They hand out bags to a ton of locals at each beach so we can try to keep the majority of the filth out of our ocean. Even the beaches that don’t have a SOS table, locals show up with bags and pick up. We love our beaches. We love our Ocean. We love the animals that make the sea and land their home.
So this is me begging you. My heartfelt plea that you adopt the motto I learned so many years ago in girl scouts.
Take only pictures and leave only foot prints.