It's Earth Day, and I am reminded of how far Washington has come since I was a kid growing up here. A couple of weeks ago a bald eagle flew overhead, and my kids thought I was loopy for yelling my head off. Look! An eagle! A bald eagle! In the 1960s, the only eagle I knew that was still alive and kicking was living the low life in the National Zoo. In a cage. Now I see them flying by and caught this one outstanding in his field (haha) on the way to the beach a few years ago.
In the 1990s recycling in the District was suspended. We had to hire our own contractors block by block, but now The District has imposed mandatory recycling on businesses, and we have super sized cans to hold all our output.
|( Little bin courtesy of Sharon Pratt Kelly way back when)|
I kind of like this one.