First light reaches Presque Isle over open ground — no ridge to slow it down, just field after field to the east and a wind that has crossed all of them. Gil's Sanitation Services is already moving by then, and lawn care fits the same early hours: mowing, trimming and clearing what the season leaves behind. Yard work here is partly about hauling — branches down after a wind, a winter's worth of grit raked off the verge, bags of leaves that need somewhere to go. Leaving a property empty-handed of clutter and cut level is its own kind of finish. By mid-morning the town is awake and the lawns look like nobody had to do anything.