Cayuga Creek comes up brown and fast in a Lancaster March, and for a few weeks the lowest yards in town squelch underfoot. Captain's Lawn Service waits that out, then takes the first cut of the year once the ground firms — the one that smells greener than any cut after it. From there it settles into the steady middle of the season: mowing on schedule, trimming fence lines and mailbox posts, edging wherever turf tries to creep onto the drive. Lawns around here answer well to that kind of regular attention, and by late June they show it plainly. Somebody has to keep the town looking like summer, and this is how it gets done.