Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Leaf blowers

Next door: there are six men with leaf blowers. 

They have been blowing for two hours.   There were no leaves when they started.  There are no leaves when they are done.  They blew the all the leaves away several weeks ago after Sandy.  


Yet every week the men come and blow anyway.

I suppose they need the dollars to feed their families back home, but they're polluting the air and it is so loud.   


I want to cry for the earth, but I have no [more] tears.

I want to scream, but I don't.

The grass they walk on is new. 


A month ago the men pulled up the old grass and rolled out at a bright green carpet in its place and poured toxic liquid on top so it would be yet brighter.


Now I won't grow vegetables next summer, as the chemicals from next door will seep into my garden. 


What is to be done in America? 


We've lost our minds.



2 comments:

Penelope said...

I've recently found your blog, thanks Heidi for your thoughtful reflections. Your post on leaf-blowers reminded me of one I'd written in the same vein.
http://www.penelopetodd.co.nz/2011/04/13/northern-foliage/

Anonymous said...

I'm with you.