Late in a York Township summer the light goes long and gold over the fencerows, and sandhill cranes call somewhere out past the woodlot. Horning Yard Service keeps the yards under that light trim and even — mowing on a steady week-by-week rhythm, edging the walks, hauling off the clippings and then the leaves once October turns the maples. Winter here is a different animal: flat country, nothing to slow the wind, snow moving sideways across the road. Plowing and salting start early on those mornings so the drive is open and the walk is gritted underfoot. Same yards, same hands, two seasons of it.