South of town at Phinizy Swamp you can watch what Augusta does when nobody mows it — everything green, everything climbing, nothing standing still. A late-June yard carries the same ambition, especially after a humid week of afternoon rain. The job is less to fight that than to steer it: cut on time, trim the lines back where they belong, edge the concrete, clear the clippings off. Growth is the raw material here, and a kept lawn is only growth given a shape. Nature does the pushing; the schedule does the rest.