Garbage Coastline

As I sit along the shorelines of the Atlantic Ocean my soul begins to relax. The clouds turn the sky and water various shades of blue. The clouds whisk past me and the rolling waves come crashing one after the other; reminding me of time passing. Nature is at its glory.As I breath in the salty air and feel the tingle of salt water on my skin, I find myself in Mother Nature's heaven. Except for the garbage that is beginning to align our American coast line.


My husband scans the beach with a metal detector looking for buried treasure. We are staying in Florida's Treasure Coast; area known for finding sunken treasures. In the 1600 and 1700's 11 Spanish and English ships sank on their way from Hattie, Cuba to St. Augustine, Florida. Although nothing is found he did succeed in diggging up a lot of garbage. Some of these treasures left due to lazy beach goers included old suntan lotion bottles and pieces of aluminum that were once attached to something. His discoveries were distrubing because not only was he finding garbage beneath the earth's surface but the beaches were also scattered with plastic garbage strewn along the coast of the beaches.


As I begin to walk the beaches I too discover garbage everywhere. Except that the garbage I find is plastic. PLASTIC IS EVERYWHERE! Bottle caps, a bathing suit, left over sandels are just some examples of the thing I find. I am reminded of the beautiful items that I sell (at on my online store - Planetary Nations) in Ghana of recycled flipflops that align the Gold Coast in Africa. Africans are sustainable people and are turning the ugly garbage into something useful. While we, Americans, continue to throw everything on the ground in hopes that someday Mother Nature will consume it.
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