Cashion straddles the Kingfisher–Logan line where wheat country begins rolling toward the Cimarron, and the bottom below town runs to cottonwood and sand. Autumn is the good season — cool mornings, the fields shorn, light coming in at a long slant off the west. Cascata Design takes lawn care through it: mowing, sharp edges along walks and drives, trimming into corners a deck cannot reach, leaves cleared before they mat down on the turf. A late-afternoon yard, striped and edged, is the kind of thing a passing car slows for. Small towns notice a well-kept lawn, and Cashion is small enough to notice everything.