Oak Ridge sits high in the Highlands, up where the watershed woods run for miles and mountain laurel crowds in under the oaks, and a lawn carved out of that country is a small clearing that wants tending. Basket Scapes mows and trims those clearings — grass grown in ragged light, edges that meet stone and root instead of neat curb. Spring arrives late up here and leaves early, so the season is short and the schedule matters. Cleanups open a yard in April and close it in November, when the last of the oak leaves finally let go. A cut lawn ringed by that much forest is a striking thing: order held on purpose, right at the edge of the woods.