First cool morning of September. The back roads toward Berea are still shaded and the dew burns off slow. MowBetta is out early anyway — mowing, edging, trimming, and blowing every walk clean before the truck moves on. Straight lines, tight corners, nothing left lying in the driveway. A lawn should look better when you leave than you can quite explain, and around Montgomery and Walden that is the entire ambition.