Mossy Creek keeps its mornings under a lid of fog, low in the hollows until the sun climbs the ridge and lifts it off. That is when the mowers start — dew still heavy, red clay dark along the gravel drives, the first pass laying a clean stripe across a yard that was shaggy an hour before. Kiss My Grass LLC works these north Georgia yards with mowing, edging and string trimming, and carries off the clippings when the job asks for it. There is a particular pleasure in the last turn at the mailbox: the edge crisp against the pavement, the grass standing up the way it ought to. By noon the heat has gotten honest and the work is behind them, and the yard looks like somebody meant it.