West of Calhoun the ridges stack up in long blue rows, and late in the day the light comes down off Johns Mountain and lays gold across the yards below. OuterElements works that hour — mower lines running true, the trimmer chasing fence posts, the red clay edge cut clean where grass meets drive. Northwest Georgia summers grow fast and hard, and a lawn here can go from tidy to shaggy in one rainy week, so the answer is simply showing up on the schedule until the yard looks the way it ought to. Clippings blown off the walk, the last pass laid with the grain, the gate latched behind. By the time the ridges turn purple there is nothing left to do but stand back and look at it.