The last yard of the day is the best one to look at. Shadows have stretched clear across it, the heat has gone out of the air, and the fresh-cut stripes run east to west like something drawn on purpose. WGD Lawn Care finishes in that hour, when fireflies come up out of the ditch grass and the sound of a mower carries a long way over open ground. Mowing, trimming and edging are the trade, and the reward is visible from the mailbox: a lawn that sits neat against the drive, corners squared, nothing shaggy left behind. Evening on the prairie has a way of flattering good work. It is a fine thing to leave a place looking that way and drive off.