Springdale mornings in May smell like cut grass and wet clover. Out toward the Barclay Farmstead meadows the light comes in low and flat, and the day's first lawn still holds its dew. Jay lawn service starts there: mowing, trimming the tight spots no deck can reach, edging the walk until the concrete shows a clean gray line. Spring grass grows faster than anyone expects, and keeping pace with it is most of the craft. The reward is a yard that looks on Friday the way it looked on Monday.