Poop Happens

About Poop Happens

Out in Stallion Springs the day starts before the sun clears the eastern ridge, when the air is still cool enough to see your breath and the meadowlarks are already at it. That is a good hour for the unglamorous half of yard work, and Poop Happens has built itself around exactly that half: going through a yard on a regular round, clearing it, tidying the lawn, and leaving the grass fit to walk across barefoot. Nobody throws a party for cleanup work, but everybody notices when it stops happening. A yard that gets seen to on schedule stays a place you actually use — coffee on the back step, kids and dogs turned loose on the grass. That is the whole ambition, and it is a good one.