A yard in Estes Park has to hold its own against a horizon — Deer Mountain rising just past the fence, the Continental Divide stacked up behind it. Aluminum Yard Art tends the ground that frames that view, mowing, edging and trimming so the near thing looks as considered as the far one. Midday here is blinding-bright, and a clean cut catches light the way moving water does. Cleanups pull out the needle drift and the litter the wind delivered, until the lot reads open again. What is left is a small, deliberate piece of the valley, kept the way its owner imagined it.