It's the habagat season and try as we may, to wait for a semblance of a glorious sunset, it wasn't meant to be. In the fading light and the imminence of a squall, the shore of Balaring in Silay, Negros Occidental, is a picture of a beautiful, blue mess.T here's truth to the fact that what we throw to the sea, the waves bring back to us -- a harvest or rather, a bountiful catch of trash swept to shore.