Firestone sits at the place where the plains run out of patience and the Front Range begins, and on a clear morning Longs Peak stands over the whole town still carrying snow into June. Mountain Edge Landscaping works under that horizon, mowing lawns at five thousand feet where the sun is close, the air is dry, and turf earns every inch it grows. The routine is mowing, edging and trimming, done on a rhythm the grass can keep up with. Late in the day the range goes gold and then violet, and the fresh-cut yards along the western streets hold the last of the light. Good country to keep a lawn in, if somebody keeps at it.