I live within a paradise relatively untouched by man. Of a wild, remote, and rugged land that never ceases to awe me.
Our timber frame home sits on the bank of the Kenai River, which is home to world record king salmon. I live within miles of glaciers, of oceans filled with halibut, whales, otters, and more. Eagles fly past my window every day, and just yesterday, our neighborhood moose came to pay us a visit.
I go to sleep to the sound of silence and wake to the chirping of birds. Pretty soon, we'll have a garden filled to the brim with fresh produce, berries will be plump to the touch, and we'll be living exclusively off the land.
I could go on and on about how special Alaska is to me, but it really won't do a darn thing unless you come and visit!
Anyhow, today is Earth Day, and I was so excited for it to be so.
You see, I haven't experienced an Alaskan spring for the past couple of years, and so I've been quite immersed in this change of the seasons. Thinking of ways to celebrate Mother Earth's day, I decided to pick up trash.
With the meltdown of the snow comes the unearthing of what's been hidden all these wintry months, and most of it.... is trash.
It's quite pitiful. And sad. Frankly, it just doesn't belong on Earth's surface. Following the lead of others who had the same genius idea, I was just beginning my trash pickup, when I realized I had to work.
Sooooo that didn't last long.
But there's always tomorrow and it's the thought that counts!
Anyhow, I can't thank Earth enough for her bountiful gifts she has bestowed upon me during my life. I'm especially grateful to be living in such a pristine part of the world, where the lifestyle is complimentary to Earth's aesthetic. (and where the common Alaskan hobbies include fishing, hunting, hiking, etc.)
Cheers to you, and Happy (B)EarthDay.