Finders keepers.

Bank Holiday Monday, and I went back to the Pond to do a full circuit with my picking stick and a trolley. I was here on Sunday and did a walk with Florian, the Romanian driver who is parked up here over the weekend. I saw the mess left over from the picnicking and had to do something about it. Florian will be on the move sometime today. After loading up he will be heading for the Dover Calais crossing, on his way to France. 

On the edge of the pond I found this colourful blanket. Heavy and soaking wet after the storms we have had. I carefully opened it hoping that I was not going to find a dead animal inside of it. You never know.

It's really quite beautiful. Why someone would just leave it there, I don't know. Mind you after seeing pictures of the Leeds Festival aftermath, it is heartbreaking seeing so many abandoned tents. Then you think about those thousands of people who have lost everything in the landslide floods. It is shocking that entitled westerners have so little regard to their throwaway lives. 

I picked all around the Pond, and a little bit more up and down the roadside verges. I folded the blanket and left it with my pile, in an open top bag. I hope someone comes along and takes it home with them. 

Tuesday morning and it is a sunny start. I must go to Aldi today, running low on food.

Toodle pip.   ilona