The branches of the Rouge River begin around here, threading the wooded folds behind the houses, and every October those ravines fill with more leaf than any yard can absorb. Mierzwa Landscaping works that stretch of Bloomfield Township — mowing through the last warm weeks, trimming the edges the woods keep trying to take back, cutting clean borders, and clearing leaf fall before it smothers the turf. There is something deeply satisfying about a lawn that stays crisp right up to where the trees begin. The line between kept and wild is the entire job, and it has to be redrawn every week. Done right, a yard here reads as part of the woods rather than a quarrel with them.