Tension
Dear Eugene, Today is garbage day, usually every Tuesday for my street. Every Tuesday morning I would dread looking out the window the first moment there's enough light to reveal the contour of my recycling bin, laid on the curb-side the night before. The thing grows overnight. Burgeons. What happens is that my neighbors know I barely put anything in my recycling and garbage bins; I try not to create more waste than I need. So one day during the lawn season after a neighbor asked if she could use the empty space in my compost bin, others took the cue and helped themselves to any empty space they could find in any of my bins. And I don't mind. It is a great way to bless my neighbors, even though we might have a different level of consciousness about preserving our environment. That's until I started to get orange stickers on my recycling bin, warnings from city workers about wrong items being placed in the bin. For a law-abiding tax-paying right-s...