Manchester's village streets keep their old shade — big maples leaning over narrow sidewalks — and the lawns beneath them grow thin, mossy and particular. Green Thumb takes them as they come: cutting at a height those shaded yards can carry, trimming around trunks without scarring bark, edges brought back where turf runs to the walk. Past the village limits, the open lawns get full sun and a steadier cutting interval. Cleanups clear the beds in spring and the leaf fall in October, when the whole town goes orange at once. Every lawn is a slightly different argument with the light.