Rubbish Bags.

Its not like we had nothing to do. Plenty, in fact. People were everywhere, rowdy. But we decided an adventure was needed, so we left. Out the door, gravel driveway behind, we went on. The minute we saw them, we wanted to help, they looked lonely. So we helped. The wanted comfort, shelter, warmth. Trees fitted this description perfectly. Next morning, driving on, we looked back at what we had done. Pride was shining off the treetops, along with the big green bags of goodness knows what.