Cattaraugus Creek cuts the southern edge of Brant, and the grade tips gently toward it, so no two yards in town mow quite the same. Brantscape handles the cutting, the string trimming around posts and fence lines, and the edging along walks and beds. Cleanups come twice a year — the thaw's debris once the creek settles, the long leaf fall when the nights turn. In the last hour before dark the cut grass smells sweetest and a finished yard sits there with its lines still holding. That last look back is the good part of the day.