June mornings in Morris come in soft, dew on everything, the old maples along the side streets holding the light before the heat can find it. That is when Bob's Lawn Care is already moving, a mower running even lines across a front yard while the town is still deciding to wake up. The work is mowing, trimming and edging, and the steady weekly rhythm that keeps a lawn from ever getting ahead of you. There is a real satisfaction in the last pass, when the stripes line up and the border along the walk goes sharp. By evening the grass smells like the entire season at once.