Behind the capes and split-levels here the yards run deep and narrow — a strip of grass, a fence, a shed at the back, one tree that has outgrown its corner. Elmwood Park Handyman looks after that ground: mowing, trimming where a mower cannot reach, hedge and shrub work, mulch in the beds, and hauling off whatever spring and fall leave behind. Saturdays in the borough sound exactly like this — engines, then quiet, then a swept walk. Small yards reward attention more than big ones do, because you can see every corner of them from the kitchen window.