23/04/2025
Good afternoon lovely humans!
Just a wee post letting y'all know I won't be in today, as i am attending a wake.
I'll be back in full swing next week, so make sure you rip at least one pair of pants in preparation. I like a good bushwalk for that.
As consolation, please enjoy this poem I found online.
Recycle Reuse Reduce
Author: S. Ellis
A mountain made of plastic, where once stood fields of green,
A river choked with bottles, a future grim, obscene.
But wait! A tiny seed of hope, takes root within the soul,
Three words to guide our actions, to make the future whole.
Reduce, oh, mighty mantra, a shield against the waste,
Think twice before you purchase, a mindful, measured pace.
Do you need that extra trinket, that fleeting plastic toy?
Or can you mend and make do, and find a different joy?
Reuse, a magic spell, to breathe new life anew,
Transform a tattered jacket, to cozy garden shoe.
Turn empty jars to planters, let seedlings sprout and climb,
Give gently used possessions, a second chance of time.
Recycle, sing the chorus, when all is worn and torn,
Paper, plastic, metal, reborn, a lesson to be born.
From soda cans to bicycles, from newspapers to walls,
The circle of creation, where nothing truly falls.
So let us raise our voices, with every choice we make,
Reduce, reuse, recycle, for Earth and goodness' sake.
Together we can heal the land, mend the polluted stream,
And weave a tapestry of green, in every act, a dream.
With mindful steps and hearts alight, we'll walk a greener path,
And leave a world of wonder, for laughter, love, and aftermath.
Remember, every action counts, no matter how it seems,
A single seed of change can grow, to rivers, mountains, dreams.
Kia Kaha, and have the best week.
✨Gabrielle 🌟
