When I visited the Lebanon Solid Waste and Recycling Facility (also known as The Landfill) last week, this is what I saw: Fresh snow and a sparkling blue sky. The air smelled clean and the earth seemed to breath. The steam had just settled on the freshly turned compost piles and tracks from the machines that accomplished that task seemed like snakes in the snow. For almost a year, I've been documenting the Landfill and have not been surprised by the tons of waste dumped onto the ground, creating a mountain where there had once been a valley. I have been in awe, however, at the raw beauty of this rugged piece of earth in our midst and the artful way the crew at the landfill sculpts our garbage every day. I love how landfills contain the waste from our lives, no matter who we are or where we come from. Beneath the skillful manipulation of soil and wood chips mixed with our garbage, lies all of us, mixed and mingled together. The universality of this reality humbles and invites pause. This discarded organic tomato soup carton could be mine. And how strange to see one of the organic produce bags from the Co-op stuck in the mud. As a photographer, I love the yellow against the dark earth and the way the sun makes the plastic shine. As a naturalist, I am saddened. Will one of the crows or other birds that visits this open land be poisoned by the plastic? A few minutes later, when the sun went behind a cloud, it was not the play of light, but the play of textures and tones that caught my eye, and the way the color of the ground shifted from raw black soil to brown shredded bark to a layer of plastic and then on to the snow-covered hillside. And here was this massive vehicle whose sole job is to smash it all up, but which, in the process, creates these elegant circles in the soil. To manage our waste, the landfill crew harnesses a complex mix of engineering, biology, chemistry and art. It's all about containment - How to safely entomb our garbage so that it stays where we put it, does not leach toxic runoff or become a landslide, or explode from noxious gases. When at The Landfill this past week I thought about our current struggles with the Covid-19 pandemic. Just as our waste is mixed and mingled so too are we all in this complex crisis together. Our challenge though, is that as a society, we don't have the tools we need or the necessary systems in place to manage a crisis of this magnitude. For me, it's not hard to manage what I know or to plan for things I understand. Like in this discarded tax preparation worksheet from 1992, I can do whatever calculations I must. But when confronted with variables I do not understand that are beyond my control, I become a bit befuddled. While at The Landfill last week, though, the manager indicated that they were receiving 35% less waste than just two weeks before. He suggested that it's like everyone & everything is taking a deep breath and a giant pause. Maybe, I thought, that is what the earth and each one of us needs right now...as long as we care for each other along the way...because we are most definitely in this together... ...pausing
at the landfill or at home, or wherever we may be right now.
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Réné Pallace
4/6/2020 09:46:54 am
Love this!
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