I am confounded by the lack of stewardship that derives from Asheville’s collectively environmentally driven consciousness, specifically in regard to litter.
Since moving here, I have walked down my road on several occasions to retrieve the detritus left by others only to find it fully replenished within several days.
The Interstate 26 corridor stays perpetually strewn with litter with seeming continuity from Hendersonville until its almost ironical culmination at the junkyard at the Interstate 40 confluence. Lyman Street, where I often jog, is appallingly worse.
What does the state of our thoroughfares say to outsiders? It is our fortune to be located so near to such treasures as Pisgah National Forest and the Blue Ridge Mountains.
Consequently, I feel that it is our duty to lead by example and keep this gateway community pristine. Let’s all do our part to keep Asheville beautiful.