Out toward the Roselle line the streets flatten and the front yards gain a little room, and on an October evening the whole stretch smells of cut grass and woodsmoke at once. Roseggo Landscaping runs that end of Elizabeth on a weekly cut — mower, trimmer, edger, blower, in that order, until the light gives out. Autumn adds the leaves, and leaves are less a task than a tide; you go back and back until the lawn is finally clear. Spring reverses the whole thing, with cleanups that open the beds and wake the turf up again. Mostly the job is arriving on the same day every week and leaving a place better than you found it last time.