“True friends are like bright sunflowers that never fade away, even over distance and time.”
Marie Williams Johnstone
An unexpected pleasure in the middle of NYC. dievca grew up with a neighbor who grew large sunflowers in their backyard – it is a childhood pleasure to see one. There is a second sunflower that is so heavy with seeds, the head is drooping.
“There is no such thing as ‘away’.
When we throw anything away it must go somewhere.”
– Annie Leonard, Proponent of Sustainability
dievca ran into a Swedish McDonalds for a friend’s children. They like the coffee drinks offered (Frappe?).
This garbage/recycling station was a thing of beauty. A hole to place every piece or shape of garbage possible. (Yes, I thought of other useful holes as I wrote that line.) A slot for ice/liquid, a slot for excess food, a slot for paper.
Where does it go?
A question that has been on dievca’s mind for….well…years.
China is no longer taking USA recycling. New Jersey, USA garbage collection services, with Mob ties, treat garbage as a commodity and as recycling doesn’t make money, the process doesn’t happen. The single-stream sorting process is expensive to start and doesn’t always work. If there is no market for paper-recycling or an area doesn’t have the types of business to use recycled paper – paper bales go into a landfill because they are too expensive to ship.
Etc., Etc., Etc.
Perhaps if garbage/recycling is sorted at the point source, smaller amounts could be collected and handled immediately – making the “products” cleaner and easier to transport.
A little bit being recycled is better than nothing being recycled. Right?
dievca cleans and sorts – hoping that her efforts can be used, sold or something.
But, she knows her food scrap composting has reduced her solid waste by 1/3 to 1/2 and its being used in NYC, she sees it. That story is for another post.
“How did you get so tan with working long days?”
It doesn’t take me much.
A little sun here, a little sun there
and an hour of being naked on the Terrace for two days took care of my ass.
(Do you think Master will appreciate the lack of tan lines on my ass?) Read the rest of this entry »
And we’re off to the start of another week.
After a heavy week ending, then heading back to a friend to help her entertain and feed 10 people. – dievca is trött.
The crowd was lovely, kind, fun. But when it is not your house, your dishes, your food, your timing – you have to be aware. Add the language-shifting and alcohol– by the time we played, Kubb, dievca was cooked.
Click on the name to find the rules of the game…just let dievca tell you that it involves throwing larger wooden dowels at wooden objects across a pitch…sometimes around windows.
Recovery starts this morning:
As stated, dievca had a hard time packing for this trip. she zipped her bag closed and the zipper pull came off in her hand. Her other bag was in storage, so she duct taped the bag for “security”. During the subway ride to JFK, the tape started to pull off, so she found a wrapping station.
After security and the chaos, dievca felt she earned a beer.
The plane was delayed from leaving the gate for 45 min due to a door closing issue, which worked out well because dievca scanned through a rotten movie and crashed hard for 5 hours. Upon waking she watched a good movie before arriving in Copenhagen safely.
Copenhagen Airport is usually quite efficient – but not on this day. dievca was through the passport line, went to the toilet and she still had to wait 1+ hours for the luggage.
The train got her across the water to Sweden and a friend picked her up. Pushing through, they stopped at some home shops. Adorable from the front, with a creepy house elf in the interior:
‘Swedish Sweet’ (hearts, flowers, cottage chic) is not dievca’s decorating vibe, but it does make for a ‘feel-good’ space. As always, dievca’s BDSM mind immediately saw the pleasure/pain potential with these decorated clothespins. Diversity, dievca, diversity!