Green Street's old oaks lean out over the brick and lay their shade down in long panels across the front lawns. Palmour's lawn care works those in-town yards, where grass grows in one rhythm under sun and another under a hundred-year canopy, and every bed line has to be walked rather than guessed. Mowing, edging, trimming and hauling off what falls — it is unhurried work, done in the order the street wants it. Come October the leaves arrive faster than anyone can keep up with, and the crew comes back until the turf is showing again. A house with good bones deserves a lawn cut to match, and that is the whole idea.