the perils of not living on the top floor of the building
I was re-potting our balcony planters yesterday evening due to the destruction of the baskets. While trying to hang the planter back out over the railing I lost my grip on one side of the it. And so potting soil rained down on our downstairs neighbors who were in the midst of enjoying a dinner al fresco. Until their dinner became a dinner seasoned with dirt. I think they may have been just about finished up (or so I keep telling myself), but still, it's not the greatest way to end a nice evening spent outside your condo while eating dinner. It's probably safe to say we're off their Christmas card list.
We periodically have the excess run-off from our upstairs neighbors watering their planters, but at least so far they've kept it to water and not showered us with dirt mid-meal.