Throw Some Dirt On It

There’s only one hill in our county. I’d say it’s about three stories high, a square mile in area.

Everything else is fairly flat farmland, green and fertile in summer. But this hill is barren and brown. Sure, someday it will probably be covered in grass, maybe even a golf course. But underneath will always be a mountain of rubbish.

The first time I took a load to a landfill, I was overcome by the smell and the sheer volume of garbage. Never really thought about where all that stuff goes that I toss in the trash. Now I easily envision it being shoved around by bulldozers, jutting out of the ground like a corpse clawing out of its grave.

We always think we can bury our problems, whether its work, family, hurts, frustrations, or actual trash. But eventually we’ll run out of space. We’ll pollute our own drinking water. We’ll leave a mocking scar on the landscape that even our best efforts won’t disguise.

Better to deal with the junk than bury it. Better for you, the environment, other people, and future generations. But the best solution is to keep from creating the garbage in the first place.