The town park in Crescent greens up before anything else does, and by mid-May the whole place is growing faster than anyone can keep up with. Spring rain arrives in fast gray sheets that fill the bar ditches and leave three extra inches by Tuesday, and the air smells of wet dirt and river bottom. McPhail's Mower answers with mowing, trimming, edging, and picking the yard up afterward so nothing sits on the concrete. It takes a certain stubbornness to hold a route through a wet Oklahoma May. Nothing fancy about the result: grass down, edges crisp, the yard handed back to whoever lives there.