Trash talkin' to the Oklahoma wind

One of my daily doggy walks takes me down the alleys that circumnavigate our neighborhood.

Of the many things I've been noticing of late are the wide variety of apparati that my neighbors have constructed to keep their trash cans from succumbing to the swooping Oklahoma winds that come sweeping down the plains.

I haven't come up with a name for this particular photo montage, but perhaps a dedicated YASTM reader will chime in. Trash can retainers, your time has come for some recognition.

Wheels keep you mobile, and who says trash cans don't need their privacy.

Faded paint makes for a great "rat rod" look, and rebar is the wonder metal product of a thousand uses.

Hangman lids keep them from flying down the alley, and raised platforms are back saving niceties for the Waste Engineers.

Wrought iron and white picket fencing are traditional fence fare that will never go out of curb appeal style.

The Third Little Pig lives in this house -- huff and puff all you want, Big Bad Wolf Wind -- my trash cans ain't going anywhere by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin.