Lawn Rangers Landscaping

About Lawn Rangers Landscaping

On the edge of town the Great Swamp Sanctuary breathes fog most mornings, and it drifts up the nearby streets until the sun burns it off around eight. Lawn Rangers Landscaping is already rolling by then, tailgate down, dew heavy enough to darken a boot. Mowing first, then string trimming around the trees and the AC pad and the fence corners, then edging, then every bit of it blown back off the concrete. Cypress and tupelo do their own thing out in the water; a yard, though, is a made thing, and it only stays made if somebody keeps coming back. That's the job — and there's real pride in a route where every stop looks tended on the same day of every week.