Morning comes early to the Grove, where the old bur oaks that gave Bourbonnais its first shade still throw long shapes across the yards beneath them. Mels lawncare and landscaping works those hours — mowing while the dew is still silver, edging a walk until the line between turf and concrete is one clean stroke. Landscaping at the edge of the prairie means reading a yard honestly: what will hold through July heat, what the wind off the open fields will punish. Beds get mulched, borders get shaped, clippings get carried off so a lawn looks finished rather than merely cut. By the time the sun clears the rooftops the crew has moved on, and the block behind them is crisp.