On spring afternoons the charter boats come back through East Pass into Destin Harbor, gulls wheeling behind them, the water under their hulls a green so clear it looks lit from below. Destin's sand is pale quartz, fine as sugar, and lawns rooted in it need regular attention to stay thick. LazorScape does lawn care here, and the name hints at the aim: an edge along the drive so straight it could have been drawn with a beam of light. Panhandle winters bring the occasional frost that tans the grass, then spring sends it surging back, ready for mowing, trimming and edging through the long warm months. When the fleet ties up and the harbor turns gold, a sharp-lined yard is a catch of its own in the World's Luckiest Fishing Village.