As I make the rounds in the neighborhood, walking the dog and driving to the grocery store, I have noticed a new kind of litter — discarded masks.
I am as irritated over having to wear a mask as the next guy, and can’t find one that doesn’t fog up my glasses. I wish it wasn’t necessary to wear one, but I value my safety and believe in the old saying, “Better safe than sorry.” So I wear one, and have various kinds. But even more annoying than wearing a mask is encountering discarded masks on roads, curbsides and grassy areas.
