There is a week in Dartmouth when the frost finally lets go and the back roads out toward Hixville turn to soft chocolate. That is machine season. Gilly's Landscaping & Bobcat reads a grade by eye and then proves it with a bucket — a driveway crowned so water leaves it on its own, a low corner of yard filled and shaped until the mower can take it in one clean pass. Stone gets set, loam gets spread, and seed goes down while the ground still holds its spring warmth. By the time the field corn is knee-high the yard looks like it was always meant to lie that way, and the mowing lines run straight across it.