On the north side of town nearly every yard ends in trees — second-growth pine and popple crowding up to the property line, the woods starting where the mowing stops. September dusk comes early back there, the light going amber between the trunks by seven. Forest City Lawn Care mows those lawns right out to the woodline and trims the ragged margin where grass gives way to root and needle. That edge is what separates a kept yard from one the forest is quietly reclaiming. Holding it takes nothing but showing up, week after week, and doing the last twenty feet as carefully as the first.