What is waste? I think the definition of waste can be all over the map. Take my lovely Sunday expedition to a local salmon fishing hot spot with my man and boy, we brought home ZERO fish. 
We did however bring home some fun pictures, smiles all around, and the wonderful memory of little man catching his first king salmon (to small to keep, barely) and another picture to prove it. 
So, is that a waste? I don’t think so, others might argue that we wasted fuel to do that, but then I can argue that the semi driving across the entire US carrying GMO negative value food, harvested by giant carbon burning equipment, processed beyond recognition by more machines has way less value than that very fun and important time spent with my family. Then, what is waste, what do you bring to the dump? A table and chairs? Really!? Well guess I have two chairs I can paint brightly for the outdoor dining area! (the table and other two chairs were smashed by other dump stuff) Now I just took someones waste and gave it new life! Along with some corks for the subsistence hooligan net. A small gillnet set in the river held up by corks that quickly catches the little tasty morsels:
These little oily fish are good dried, smoked, salted, baked, or boiled but the very best way is floured and fried! Can’t wait to be sitting around the campfire here real soon frying up the days catch up the lovely Stikine River.
So here I am dreaming of the river, hooligan frying in the pan on the campfire, early morning sun – but not yet! First I have to salvage these corks off of the various discarded nets up at the dump! They are frozen to the ground and each other, arg, and I forgot a knife. So I walk away from the dump with two chairs and 20 corks for five bucks. Ehh, not bad! I will update when I get the net done! I have to go weed my kitchen now. I really don’t want to though, I want to go up the river! Happy first day of spring, folks!
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