For weeks, I have saved tree limbs, twigs, leaves and weeds for my handyman, David (for his landfill). This afternoon, CARE maintenance hauled it away. “They” knew I was saving for David. To borrow a line from Rodney Dangerfield “I don’t get no respect.” That’s one way to look at it but–on the positive side–“they” were concerned the brush pile might harbor a snake.