First light on the Broad River comes with the grass soaked and every spiderweb in the fence line strung with water. Dew's Lawn Care times the day around it, holding off until the wet burns off the blades, because a dry cut throws clean and leaves stripes instead of clumps. Edges get run along the concrete, the trimmer works the mailbox, the AC unit and the fence corners, and nothing is left lying on the walks. Out here the yards are wide and the road is quiet enough to hear a mower two farms over. Doing it right and pulling away before anyone notices the truck is about the whole ambition.