All in a morning's work

I sat in my house eating my breakfast this morning being entertained by the sight of a flock of around 7-8 crows  fighting over their breakfast in the yard at the front of my house.  Their chosen meal was a dead rat which they were attacking with great gusto.  It was lovely to watch them having a tug of war with the carcasse to see which crow could get the biggest chunk.  Nice way to start the day, a dead rat is much better than a live rat when it's near my home.

The trash collector came round a little earlier than usual today so I was actually in the house at the right time.  I don't put the bucket of rubbish outside the gate for for the man to empty into the his bin as the dogs or cows always get there first, spreading rubbish all round the street in their search for anything edible so if I'm not in when the collector goes down the street blowing his whistle I have to find another disposal mechanism.  When I first arrived in Koraput, the trash collector was a man pushing round a barrow with 4 waste bins on board, collecting refuse from the houses along the streets.  This changed recently to a man carrying a single bin, throwing in the rubbish at each house which had made me curious and wondering why it had changed and where he put the contents of the single bin when it was full.  Today there was a new development.  A small 3-wheeled truck was precariously negotiating its way round the narrow, circuitous streets, having to go backwards and forwards a few times to manage the sharp corners.  The glass beer bottles in the waste bucket were immediately retrieved for selling and the rest of the contents thrown into the back of the truck.  Progress indeed.