September evenings in Locust Grove hum — cicadas up in the pines, the air finally letting go of the day's heat, mowers running until the light quits. Webbscapez cuts and stripes lawns through it, edging paths and driveways, running the trimmer along fence lines, then taking the blower over the walks and drive. In the long warm months yards stay on a regular rotation; once the leaves start coming down the work turns to cleanups and hauling, with the hedges shaped up while they are there. Mulch goes in when beds need refreshing, dark and even against the green. The reward is plain — backing out of a driveway and seeing the whole yard sitting sharp in the last of the light.