Out where Sprinkle Road serves the loading docks, the lots stand empty at midnight and full by six, and everything between those hours belongs to the plow. DJ's Landscape Management works that window: lots pushed back to the banks, aisles opened, entrances and fire lanes cleared, walks shoveled and salted before the first shift arrives. Kalamazoo can lay down four inches without any forecast insisting on it, so the night gets spent watching the sky as much as the blade. There's a plain pleasure in a lot that looks like it never snowed — painted lines showing, drains open, salt already down. Then the trucks roll in, and the morning belongs to them.