Dusk is the good hour out here. The light goes gold across the flatwoods, the cypress ponds hold it a minute longer than the fields do, and a fresh-cut yard looks like something someone loves. Kiss My Grass Landscaping keeps lawns and grounds across West Echols and the roads running south toward the Florida line — mowing, string trimming, bed edging, and hauling off the leaves and limbs a Georgia yard collects. The name gets a laugh; the sharp line where turf meets driveway is the part they actually mean. When the mower shuts off and the cicadas take the sound back, the place looks tended, and that is the whole idea.