Come June, mornings in Saline begin with dew on everything — the grass at Curtiss Park, the walks along the river, the whole town silvered until nine or so. HYS gets rolling early, mowing while the air is still cool and the day has not yet decided how hot it intends to be. Weekly cuts, trimmed fence lines, edges crisp enough to run a finger down: the small things that make a yard read as cared for from the street. There is real pleasure in leaving a lawn better than you found it and hearing the mower go quiet at the end of the last row. Lawn care in Saline and the communities nearby.