The pile of branches that took me two days to assemble was shoved into the Monday trash in five minutes. Apparently since I piled it under the pine tree by the curb the bulky waste truck couldn't maneuver the arm to get it (like the arm in the glass case that picks up toys to try to drop into the chute for gullible children). After they moved on I swept up the twigs dropped on the street, and if I drag more out there later today I'll pile it a few feet to the left. After cleaning up last night I kind of hate to get that messy and sweaty again, but a couple of more hours should take care of it, so I'll head out after lunch.