Really, a road trip *should* have at least half a dozen bin photos. Somehow I only took these two:
Meadow Pond Trail |
Dollar Lake |
A garbage can, a waste container, a dumpster, a recycling bin, a green bin. A temporary place to store waste before it is trucked or shipped or flown or hauled around and dumped or buried or burned or made into something else. If the waste we create says something about ourselves and a place, what can we also learn from these temporary storage containers?
Send your photos, your name (unless you wish to remain anonymous), the date of the photo, and a location description (stories are also welcome) to ashlea.hv(at)gmail(dot)com