The Dos Cabezas stand over Willcox like two worn heads, and the wind that comes across this grassland has strong opinions about anything left loose. Diamond 11 Cattle Company mows into that wind, overlapping passes so the cut stays even, string trimming tight to posts and foundations, clippings collected rather than scattered where the next gust would take them anyway. Summer is thunder every afternoon and grass that grows in a hurry between storms, which makes a weekly rhythm worth more than one heroic effort in June. What the work leaves is level turf, a hard line at the gravel, and nothing loose for the next gust to move. Out on open country like this, that reads as care from a long way off.