Skyline Sod

About Skyline Sod

On a clear winter noon the mountains west of Ault stand up hard and white above flat, snow-covered fields, and the horizon looks drawn with a ruler. Skyline Sod spends those days plowing — driveways, farm lanes, business lots — and hand-clearing the walks and doorways a blade can never reach. Snow on the plains rarely stays where it lands; it packs, it drifts, it returns overnight from a field half a mile upwind. Sanding and ice melt go down where pavement sits in shade and never quite lets go. The reward is small and specific: dry footing at a doorstep, and a lane opened straight out to the road.