The 478 covers a wide slice of middle Georgia, and 478 GeorgiaScapes spends its share of that map in Byron. Summer mornings here open with dew heavy enough to soak a boot through, and the mower rolls out anyway, laying its first pass along Old Highway 41 while the air is still bearable. By the time the sun clears the pines the grass is down, the trimmer has walked every fence post and mailbox, and the clippings are pushed back off the concrete where they belong. What is left is a lawn that reads clean from the road, the sort of finish people notice without quite knowing why. Byron summers ask a great deal of a yard, and the answer is simply showing up, week after week, on schedule.