What makes appreciation possible may the ability to focus, absorb and imagine. I do something like this with a camera. Sometimes there are bits of trash distracting from the subjects in a photograph.
It isn’t hard to pick it up. If you respect yourself, it’s not much of a stretch to respect the world around you and visa versa.
During those times when I was homeless, I noticed that my fellow campers who were angry tended to create ever growing piles of garbage and trash with no regard for where or what they were fouling.
Beneath their bluster was a detectable lack of self esteem. They saw little value in their own lives. They were incapable of empathy. What a sad thing to see.
Mount Lassen from behind ShopKo
I don’t see any moral justification for “sticking it to the man”. I have heard that mantra for the past 5 decades from “down and outers”. I still can’t see how that makes it okay to be a thief or turn a nice place into a pile of trash and feces.
Torn and exhausted during mating season
During my drunken sorrowful woe is me sad sack times I may have been less than pristine and proper, but I couldn’t blame my downfall on “The Man” or “The System”. I remember picking up after myself when I was conscious. The blank spots are, well…. blank.
Mount Shasta Thursday afternoon
I don’t know what it is like not to have been instructed in mannerly behavior. Maybe it was so ingrained in me to be respectful, that I think of it as part of human nature.
There might be a college thesis in the study of people who toss butts on the ground and those who stop and pick them up. Could the answer be lack of respect. Could appreciation and respect be as simple as the result of manners as part of childhood training?
I suspect it is not so obvious, but maybe I can suggest that as a research project anyway.