Late in the afternoon the wind comes off the water at the shoreline and leans on the pines out by Oyster Bay until they grow sideways. That same wind runs inland to the ranch-house blocks of Washington Manor and finds whatever has gotten away from a yard — a liquidambar pressed against a roofline, a limb hung out over the neighbor's side yard — and that is where trimming and pruning do their work. Tree removal on lots this size is dismantling, one piece at a time, with tarps down over the beds. After a January storm rolls through, cleanup runs from the tangle at the curb to the last rake pass across the grass. Handing a yard back looking as if the weather had skipped the block is a fine way to end a day.