Showing posts with label plastic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label plastic. Show all posts

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Twisted (74/365)


Growing up, my mom would always cut slits in plastic, six-pack drink binders.  She said that if you didn't, birds and fish could get stuck in them, not be able to free themselves and die.  Ever since then, I have always cut slits in each hole for the same reason.