It was just a tiny spark. That’s what it felt like. The kids looked so proud (as they should be) their mom gave them all the credit and I was inspired. We didn’t bring any cans with us, as we didn’t know that was the point. By the time my new friends had left there were already 2 cans sitting by the cars. They still had paint in them so I let my 3 year old make his mark and we took the now empty cans back with us to throw them away. It makes me wonder if I would have arrived and there was still trash everywhere if I would have left them behind? I’d like to think not, I’m a bit of a rule follower especially when it comes to litter bugs. I don’t know when and I don’t know where but I do KNOW that I will keep that spark lit and pay it forward elsewhere.
My husband was born into cattle and by the time he was 12 had his own herd started. He calved out and tended to a neighbors (Danver Johns) group of heifers one winter with the help of his father Ken. His wages were two cows and their calves.He has been growing that herd ever since.