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If you wondered what all the fuss was about in the last post, during the height of summer growth, then this mid winter view, when the ground is bare of vegetation, paints a truer picture.
A gallery of photographs taken between Anniesland Cross and the Glasgow boundary with Clydebank over two short days containing a mix of different areas, some very well heeled, some not. Like a virus though rubbish and litter appears in both places. This gallery consists of photos taken on a recent bike trip and one short walk along the Forth and Clyde Canal and The Glasgow to Loch Lomond cycletrack on my return around the city, stopping at random spots when any rubbish occurred in adjacent grass areas or thin strips of trees.
The scenic Forth and Clyde Canal runs through Glasgow. Heron pondering the merits of a discarded plastic bag here.
Plenty of others to choose from. I hate to think of all the rubbish under the water.
Tufted ducks on the canal. A diving variety of duck. No wonder most animal, bird, and insect species have reduced in numbers between 50 to 80 percent in the last 30 years when you think of what they are up against swimming underwater here. Trying to catch fish or find food in an underwater graveyard/ obstacle course of sunken shopping trolleys, bricks, bottles and cans covering the waterproof floor of this canal.
It's bad enough what's floating on the surface.
Grey Wagtail. Nature tries its best to survive in these situations but it is not easy. 30 swans dead out of 50 this winter from bird flu in a local park pond. And that's just the ones I've heard about being reported.
Full of the joys of spring. It is always a delight to see the thousands of yellow daffodils appearing each spring, like magic, along Great Western Road.... but not when you see an empty can, bottle, or plastic bag resting happily every few feet among them.
This is on a slip road off it near Clydebank and I'm sure most of the rubbish here is from either walkers dropping it or chucked from moving cars. Loads of cans and bottles every few feet. No wonder I prefer the summer months, seen in the last post, when it's mostly hidden by undergrowth. Out of sight out of mind. But it shouldn't be that way.
A local wildlife haven where many different birds gather.
'Springtime in the wildlife reserve' I'm calling this one.
Park Life. Liked the song and album. This is the reality in March 2023. Funnily enough, the abandoned 'waste ground' featured two posts ago has far less rubbish within it and much more wildlife friendly diversity of habitats. Because very few people go there in part.
Community garden strip.
The 'gates of paradise.'
Litter in an urban wood.
Posh litter in a well heeled district of detached houses. An oat drink. Good for you apparently.
Still Life portrait. Litter with dead cat in bag. Not so good for it.
Some of it may be foxes or gulls opening bags or stuff blowing away during windy weather .......but not all the glass bottles and cans. Most of them have been left here or chucked away. Surely we, and the wildlife, deserve better than this? Next time... please kindly stick any rubbish in a nearby bin or better still if full, take it back to your own house bin. Save the planet... from humans.