Some San Diego mornings begin under a soft gray lid, the June marine layer drifting in past the old Point Loma lighthouse and lingering over the rooftops until nearly noon. Under that hush, grass keeps its dew and its color, and every sign of care shows: a mow in neat parallel rows, the border along the walk squared off, the overgrowth at the fence line taken back. The Landscape Company does that kind of steady lawn care for lawns around the city, the regular attention that keeps a yard from ever looking forgotten. When the gloom finally burns off and the bay turns blue again, the lawn is there in its tidy order, ready for the afternoon sun. There is a quiet thrill in a yard that looks this put-together while the whole sky is still deciding what kind of day it will be.