Edgerton wakes to a horizon with nothing in the way of it — prairie running east until the grain elevator interrupts the sky. Deputy Registrar mows and trims through that long summer light, taking the narrow strips along Main Street and the deep yards out where town gives way to corn. A crisp edge reads well here, where every line in the landscape is a straight one and people notice when yours isn't. Spring cleanups pull the winter's grit off the walks; fall visits chase the leaves before the wind off Buffalo Ridge gets a vote. It's ordinary work, done so the block looks cared for from the first house to the last.