Living in the country, we have to take our rubbish to the dump ourselves. No truck to pick up the bin and dump it in the back (which is a little sad because both Meg and Toby loved the garbage truck – for a while garbage day was our favourite day of the week). Instead Country Boy backs up the farm truck to the gate pulls on the garbage bins and recycling bins, then drives into the village dump (5 minutes away).
Yesterday, after I had tackled Mount Washmore, and Toby had emptied the Lego all over the floor, Country Boy announced he was going to the dump. I had been meaning to go into the village and take some photos to show you all, and so I decided that we would all go.
Country Boy is notorious for returning from the dump with ‘useful’ things – usually 44 gallon drums which he can use as tree guards, or planks of wood to build a bridge over the creek. I generally shake my head in bemusement and leave him to it. But to be honest I am also proud that he is able to find things that can be useful around the farm.
So we piled the kids in the truck and rocked up to the dump. I couldn’t believe what was in the pit where we all throw our stuff. There was a complete nursery set – cot, change table etc, multiple bikes, bags of clothing, a new looking swing set. It looked like someone had done a massive clean out. But here is my point: most of the stuff was still in good condition (well it was before it was sitting in a garbage pit). Surely it could have been reused or recycled rather than being put into a pit to be burnt and buried. I have written about how we don’t pay the true cost for many items, and this confirmed it to me. I have no problem with throwing out broken, soiled furniture, but surely someone could have used some of these items!
As a general rule, we love to reuse what ever we can. Last year when we lived in the mountains, we toured the council clean up (also known as the community junk swap) and got some fantastic things. I am still proud that I found a heap of Thomas the Tank Engine stuff in great condition! I found things I later sold on a garage sale!
In the country there isn’t council clean up, and it is quite a drive to a clothing bin or Vinnies. It really is hardly surprising that all that stuff was there.
On the way back, Country Boy and I were lamenting that people will go to so little effort to recycle, or reuse things which are still useful.
Am I being stupid and naive? Or are we really wasting so much stuff? Would love your thoughts!