Monday, April 20, 2026

North Carolina the Beautiful

Those of us living in North Carolina, at least those in our county, have noticed a lot of debris lining the sides of roads. I mean A LOT. What a mess! What an embarrassment! Somebody do something!

A lot of somebodies have! 

I belong to a Ruritan Club in the community where I live, and I suggested to them that we start a petition to show people's concern, which we did. Environment Committee Chair John Clark, along with our club president, Cynthia Hicks, appeared with me before the Gamewell Town Council at its regular March meeting to present the petition calling for action. Cynthia and I then appeared before the Caldwell County Commissioners to present the same petition.

Action has begun, I'm pleased to announce. First, I received an email from the Stormwater Department of the Western Piedmont Council of Government inviting us to join a trash pickup crew. In a "Put your money where your mouth is" kind of way, I gladly went along.

Yes, that's me on the side of the road. And this is me, too. 

You should have seen the before picture!

Somewhere along the way, trashing our beautiful world has become acceptable. Many people blame uncovered trash haulers on their way to the landfill, allowing all kinds of industrial and household litter to fly out the top. Some people blame trailer owners who fail to secure loose papers and cans strewn on the floor. Some people blame fast food restaurants with the modern drive-thru dining style. Some people...and on and on, according to whichever group is easy prey for blaming.

Blaming doesn't solve anything. Action goes beyond that and does something about it, although I must say it's totally NOT FAIR for concerned citizens to pick up the trash left behind by uncaring others. Training the public to care seems like a hopeless case. And yet we must try before we are knee deep in McDonald's bags.

Whatever happened to the anti-litter campaigns I remember from years ago? First up, "Don't Be a Litterbug." Next "Keep North Carolina Clean and Green." Or was it green and clean? Elementary students from the past heard these mottos over and over and over, so the theme should have been ingrained in their minds. They've grown up now. Some of them (hopefully not all that many, but enough to ruin it for others) are the very ones driving their cars, rolling down the windows, and tossing out trash. Hopeless, indeed. And yet we must do something before the sides of our roads become even worse.

I am encouraged by the response. The NC Department of Natural and Cultural Resources, because of statewide concerns, established the newest campaign, in connection with America 250, "North Carolina the Beautiful." Caldwell County developed a committee composed of members representing different interests: educational, business, civic clubs and government officials. I attended their organizational meeting and plan to go back. This is an action-minded group that has already implemented steps to take. The director of the waste management facility reported on his efforts. Sad statistics here, the Adopt a Highway program in 2025 collected 4.6 tons of trash along the roadsides. In case you missed it, that was TONS. Even sadder, the paid contracted businesses along the major highway arteries in the same year collected 47.6 TONS. I wish I could capitalize numbers to emphasize that ridiculously high number.

 Venting here: we should not have to pay people to pick up after the slobs of this world. We need to get the word out. We are a free people, but freedom comes with responsibilities. Sure we could be free to toss that empty can out the window, but really, folks? Really? This is the United States, a country that works for the common good, as stated in our Constitution.  

Our world is too good to be covered in debris. Join the effort!

Catch of the day,

Gretchen

Sunday, April 5, 2026

Easter Visual

If you keep up with me on Facebook, you already know I enjoy visiting the local North Carolina wineries. Through the years, I have become familiar with those who work the vineyards. I've even gone into the rows of luscious grapes and blueberries to pick the end-of-season leftovers. But I've never been into one in the depths of the off-season, when all is drab and hopeless looking.

I was at one last week walking through the desolate rows of vines, and I want to tell you about my experience. The owner pointed to a vine in the distance and assured me it was indeed healthy, as were the others behind it. Then he said, "Watch this."

He spoke nothing more. He didn't have to. With his head bowed low, and I mean down low, discouraged low, shoulders hunched low, he walked a straight line from where we were standing to the vine. Without explanation, he got as close as he could to the root and turned around, extending his arms to grab the thick branches on each side. He nearly had to stand on tip-toes to keep his balance. He held his legs together, slightly crossing them at his ankles.

No words. Only silence as he stood there, head still bowed down, arms splayed to each side, legs together. Oh my goodness. I got cold chills.  

Jesus knew about vineyards. He wanted his disciples to get a visual of who he was, so he told them, "I am the true vine and My Father is the gardener." (John 15:1) 

His disciples had been around vineyards, so they knew about this strong, main vine that had branches coming from it. They had seen what I saw last week in the waning days of winter. They got it. 

Just like I got it when this vineyard owner appeared to be hanging before me with an Easter visual I will never forget. I hope you get it too, this crucifixion visual on the vine.

Don't let Easter egg hunts and soft cuddly bunnies be your Easter visual. Think of this picture and visualize what I saw. 

Catch of the day,

Gretchen