Late August, about seven o'clock, the light over Everett goes long and copper and every mower stripe on a lawn stands up in relief. Wicked Clean Landscape Corp chases that look all summer — even cuts, edges shaved clean along the walks, trimmer work into the corners, and the clippings carried off rather than left to yellow. Cleanups sit at either end of the year: the March pass that pulls winter out of a yard, the November pass that takes the last of the leaves down. This is a dense city, and a tidy strip of grass reads twice as loud beside three-deckers and a line of parked cars. Leaving a block a little sharper than it was on the way in is the point of the whole day.