Two Brothers Fencing

About Two Brothers Fencing

Clarkston wakes early in July, before the valley heat has grown any teeth, and the mowers are already out on the benchland above the Snake. Two Brothers Fencing works lawn care here on that flat green shelf where two rivers come together, in a town where a yard can go gold in a single unattended week. They mow, they edge, they trim the strip along the walk until the line between grass and concrete reads as a decision instead of an accident. By the time the afternoon sun stacks up over the water and the shade goes thin, the clippings are hauled off and the whole lawn is standing at one honest height. Down toward Swallows Park the cottonwoods do whatever cottonwoods do; the yards on these streets get looked after.