FreshCutz

About FreshCutz

Afternoon in Woodmere arrives as a thunderhead over the West Bank, forty minutes of hard rain, and then a green that seems to have grown while nobody was watching. FreshCutz works the days after, putting order back into a lawn that took the storm as an invitation. Crape myrtles along Ames Boulevard drop their blooms across the driveway, and those go with the rest of the trimmings. Every bed line, fence post and mailbox gets its own pass, because a yard is judged at the places a mower cannot reach. Down here the grass never really quits, so the rotation does not either.