Robert finally got tired of all the leaves that had been collecting on our stairs, in the drive way, on the “grassy knoll” between the two buildings. The landlord hasn’t been out to do any yardwork in weeks. Yet he saw fit to bellyache that the porches needed to be cleaned off.
Leaves on a steep set of stairs is a safety hazard. I almost fell on my big butt the other day scrambling down the stairs (running late as usual). A slick, wet leaf (or two or ten of them) (not an unusual circumstance in humid Houston) was nearly my downfall (literally).
Here’s some before and after pics.