|Filled bucket and liner|
While making breakfast, first of the Things I get to do today, I reach for the compost bucket--the final resting place for the egg shells. The liner for my current bucket is a plastic bag in its second life time. It feels pretty good to repurpose in this way (see post: Love My Mayor), but revealing the full life cycle of these bags seems appropriate based on the recent momentous events in city hall.
|Filled liner ready for visit to the compost|
After the bag has given up the contents of its belly to Darth Vader, it can no longer go back to the kitchen. It is rinsed out at the rain barrel, checked for major holes and tied onto the fence by the path.
|Plastic bag on its way to heaven.|