I was walking Gracie along the shore and saw a shopping bag floating in the water. I fished it out - it's a pretty clean beach and always a bit of a shock to see the junk that washes up.
I noticed the syllabic lettering and gave the bag a closer look. It was from Iqaluit in the Far North, and proudly proclaimed "Friends of the Environment".
Iqaluit is over 4000 miles away. If it did indeed float all the way here, this is one sturdy bag. More likely it made part of its journey by land or air, but still it's a remarkably disturbing thing to find.
I will use this bag to collect seaweed for the garden. And I will do my best to re-use it, and re-use it, and re-use it until it is nothing but dust, and then I will bury the dust.