These spring evenings have enticed me and my trusty Kerry blue terrier walking partner to the park more often.
On Monday, we arrived just as the sun was setting and the Canada geese were settling on the pond. Two young women runners approached going the opposite way. They sported headbands, high-end runners and plenty of spandex. As she jogged past, one woman took a long last “ drink of water from a plastic bottle. Then, she tossed it on the grass and jogged on.
Excuse me,” I shouted toward the two women. They slowed and turned to look at me. “Who do you think is going to pick that up?” I said gesturing to the discarded bottle.