On a clear evening in Venice you can look west across the water and see the arch catching the last of the sun, and the light down here goes gold across every lawn in town. Me and My Son LawnCare finishes its days in that hour, the mowing done, edges trimmed, a border cut in along the drive, the concrete cleared. There is something in this trade about handing a thing down, how to overlap a pass, how to hold a trimmer so the line comes out level, when to raise the deck in August heat. The year opens and closes with cleanup work, spring debris first and leaves at the end. A yard given that kind of attention shows it every single week.