Palmetto grew up alongside the railroad, and the tracks still run a straight seam through the middle of town, past brick storefronts that hold the morning heat. CHM Services works the yards on both sides of that line, starting in the thick gold light of a late-summer morning before the day turns heavy. Mowing, edging, string trimming, a full blow-down of the walks and drives — the difference shows up in the last pass, when the lines lie even and the concrete is clean to the curb. Red Georgia clay wants to creep back into every border here, so the edges get held on purpose, week after week. It is plain work, and it makes a whole block look looked-after.