St. Rose is barely a village and mostly a steeple — the church tower rises straight out of the Clinton County corn and you can see it coming for miles. Red Rose Lawn Care mows the yards gathered underneath it, trimming close along foundations and fence posts, edging the walks, and clearing the drive when the cutting is done. Lots run generous out here and the wind moves unbroken across the fields, so a lawn cut clean reads from the road like a swept floor. Summer evenings smell like grass and somebody's grill, and the last pass finishes while there is still light in the fields. It is a small place, and small places notice what gets kept up.