December 19. Just a day or so from the shortest day of the year, but it warmed up to 60 degrees today with partly sunny skies.
I went for a run in the afternoon, then decided to take a break and walk up a tributary stream. Then I saw a plastic bottle on the other side, and crossed on some rocks to pick it up. The creek had left a plastic bag snagged a couple of feet up on a bush, so I put the bottle and some other litter in it and crossed back over the stream on a large log.
It was an exceptionally beautiful day. Winter woods, plenty warm, flowing stream, and leaves underfoot. Squirrels were plentiful, enjoying the warmth as they scavenged in the leaves.
By the time I came back to the main trail, I had more than a half dozen bottles and some other litter - my small plastic bag was full and I carried a couple of the larger bottles in my hands as I ran home.
