Some June afternoons a wall of cloud builds over the Trinity, the levees go dark under it, and the rain falls so hard the white arch of the Margaret Hunt Hill Bridge vanishes for a while. Then the storm slides east, the sun breaks back out, and the whole city steams. That is when Dallas grass leaps, a week of growth in what feels like a day, and Supreme Landscaping & Fencing answers it with mowers and trimmers to bring a lawn back to order. Shaggy edges get pulled back from the walk, the grass along the fence line gets cut close, and the yard settles into a shape that looks deliberate again. By the time the evening goes gold over the river bottoms, the lawn is ready for whatever the next thunderhead brings.