Morning comes to Elmwood Park off the water first — a low seam of mist where the Passaic bends along the borough's western edge, gone by the time the first engine starts. A Garden Guy Landscaping works that hour: grass cut to an even height, edges run clean along the walk, clippings blown off the concrete before the day gets loud. Spring brings the cleanup, summer the weekly rhythm, autumn the long patient work of leaves. A yard here sits close to its neighbors, which is exactly why a straight edge shows. The pride is in that crisp line at the curb, held from April to the frost.