The first mow of the year is a kind of announcement here — engines warm, dew burning off, a winter's worth of grey turning green again in a single afternoon. Klaus complete care takes Precinct 35 yard by yard through that turn: raking out what the cold left behind, trimming the fence corners, opening the beds so the ground can breathe. Midsummer the schedule steadies into a rhythm of even passes and neat borders, upkeep that never announces itself but shows in every photograph taken from the driveway. When the wind swings north in October the leaves come down all at once, and the last cuts of the year are as much hauling as mowing. Between those two edges of the calendar the aim is simple — a lawn that looks tended on the ordinary Tuesdays too.