Dixfield sits where the Webb River comes down out of the hills to meet the Androscoggin, and the grass on both flats grows fast once the river fog burns off in June. Dixfield Salvage & Sales keeps that growth in hand — mowing, trimming around posts and foundations and the awkward corners a deck cannot reach, and hauling off the leaves when the ridges turn. A yard cut on schedule looks like someone lives there on purpose. There is a particular pleasure in the last pass of the day, when the shadows come long off the hill and the stripes show up in the light. The work runs from mud season to the first hard frost, up and down Route 2 and the roads that climb away from it.