Fog slides off the Chattahoochee most mornings in Helen and sits in the valley until the sun clears the ridge. Alpine Mini Golf works the grass in that river town, mowing on a rhythm and drawing the trimmer line straight along walks, drives and fence corners. Clippings get blown off the concrete before anyone comes by, so a yard reads finished rather than merely cut. When October pulls the color loose from the mountains above town, the leaves come off the lawns and the beds go back in order for winter. It is plain outdoor work done where the mountains begin, and a passing car can tell.