Cumberland lies out past the sound, low and dark against the morning, and the light that reaches Kingsland comes off all that water. Island Service Group works the mainland yards beneath it — mowing, edging, shrub trimming, hauling away whatever the season piles up. Coastal grass grows in bursts between storms, so the schedule bends to the weather instead of the calendar. Salt wind keeps the palms rattling through the afternoon while the crew moves lot to lot. What they leave is simple: a lawn that looks like somebody stood back and checked it.