9th January 2013 – litter

A small, peach coloured plastic bag, tied in a rough knot at the top, sits guiltily on the inside edge of the pavement. Left by a lazy dog-walker, it draws my attention to the scurf of litter along the side of the road. Cans squashed flat by passing cars, the sun glinting off green specks of glass from a broken bottle, bits of old cereal boxes, faded and mushy after the rain – the left over jetsam from a wave of indifference and apathy.