It’s a gorgeous Sunday in my little town, but I can smell burning from somewhere
nearby and that always makes me sad because it is not only harmful to the environment,
it permeates all the spaces in my home and creates tension within me.
For today, I will accept that Sundays, a day of rest and relaxation for me, is perhaps
the only opportunity people have to dispose of their garbage and lacking other modern
contraptions (like proper garbage cans!), they opt for burning things. So far it is only
the smell of wood or leaves burning, not the dangerous and really offensive smell of
burning plastic and other toxins.
In spite of this minor annoyance, I intend to have a great day!