I brought up the subject of recycling several times in my recent travels and the majority tells me they are unhappy with the additional stress and labor of being forced to comply. First off the color of the container is garish, in no way connected with nature, more with Disney Land or a Walmart birthday cake.. You cannot hide the damn thing. Twenty lashes to the city committee that chose the blue purple cow. If we are going green why are the containers blue? Most of us would paint ours a color that blends with nature, well we would if we were sure the crime would not include jail time. Unless you live in a castle there is no room inside your dwelling and two of those tubs side by each are the size of a third bathroom.
Here is how it works at our home. At the bottom of the five steps down to the garage are two medium size plastic trashcans, one labeled trash, the other, recyclable. From the top of the stairs it is an easy shot with a can or bottle. But paper seldom follows the flight plan in to the second barrel and requires an occasional assist from others after. They, when full, must be hand-carried; transferred to the biggie, hell on older folks. In our late eighties it is a life change.
Here is how it works at our home. At the bottom of the five steps down to the garage are two medium size plastic trashcans, one labeled trash, the other, recyclable. From the top of the stairs it is an easy shot with a can or bottle. But paper seldom follows the flight plan in to the second barrel and requires an occasional assist from others after. They, when full, must be hand-carried; transferred to the biggie, hell on older folks. In our late eighties it is a life change.
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