The last cut is approaching here. The end of September should do it, maybe early October if the weather is right. It's the bloody leaves that drive me up the wall. I hate letting them pile up but have no desire to do the job more than once. The lady will ask to have the yard cleaned but I insist that it wait until the last leaf has fallen. Now, this can be a risky affair as there is always a slight chance that the snow will fly before the last leaf falls and if that happens, we. there is no coming back form that if she had been pushing for the job to be done.