John Carrico
One of the fringe benefits of the droughts of previous summers was the one-cut lawn. You know, you cut it in June and you're good until September. No rain, no growth. This summer of relentless precipitation has the grass growing like, well, grass. When you can't face another day sweltering in pursuit of a clipped sea of green, call your Crazy Aaron lawn dude. He's fast, he's reasonable, he's crazy, and there's a free hug with your cut. That's a bargain.
