Sometime between 1 p.m. yesterday and 10 a.m. this morning, someone decided that the blue plastic recycling bins outside my apartment building were no longer welcome and must be burned to a crisp. One managed to escape the blaze and has now taken refuge on the other side of the garbage bin, but the other two are just a black mess of burned papers and and a huge puddle of melted plastic. Nothing survived except for the wheels.

What puzzles me is when it would have been done: I left at 1 p.m., and I’m pretty sure I would have noticed it had it happened before then. My apartment sort of faces a fairly well-used street, so I doubt that it happened during the daylight hours. I got back around 1 a.m., and I sleep with my windows open, so I think I would have heard the fire trucks had it happened between 1 a.m. and 10 a.m. Which leaves sometime after the sun went down but before 1.a.m, which might explain why I saw the lights on in the two apartments closest to the recycling bins when I got home last night.

It also makes me worry a little bit about the neighbourhood I live in.