Manchester sits right at the foot of Pine Mountain, the last long ridge before Georgia flattens out, and on early mornings the cool air slides down off that ridge into town ahead of the sun. Greybeard Lawn Maintenance is out in that hour, mowing while the grass is still cool, edging along the old railroad-town streets, trimming the steep places where a yard runs up against the slope. The ground here is uneven and rocky in spots, so half the craft is knowing which line to take across a hill. Autumn brings the ridge into color and then brings it down into every yard below, and clearing it off becomes a season of work in itself. Manchester looks best kept, and that is the aim.