Morning in Fayetteville opens under the oaks around the old courthouse square, dew still heavy, the day's heat waiting somewhere south toward Woolsey. Watts Lawn Service takes those first cool hours. Mowers down, borders walked, trimmer line around the mailbox post and the back fence where a deck can't reach. Spring powders every hood and porch rail in yellow pine pollen, August pushes the grass faster than anyone plans for, and by November it is pine straw and leaves off the beds and out of the drive. The pleasure is all in the finish — a crisp border along the concrete, clippings blown back into the turf, the yard handed over before the afternoon gets loud. From here the route runs out toward Tyrone, Brooks and Peachtree City, the same way each week.