The growing season in the Eagle Valley is a short, bright errand — frost can still find a June morning, and by late September the hillsides above Buck Creek have turned gold and handed the town a second kind of light. Earth Songs Gardening spends that narrow window on lawn care: mowing, trimming, tidying bed edges, and the cleanups that bookend a mountain summer at either end. Evenings are the best hour for it, when the valley cools off fast and the smell of cut grass settles low to the ground. What matters is how a yard looks at the moment the gate closes — level, neat, ready for whatever the next week decides to do. In a place that hands out so few warm weeks, the ones spent well are obvious.