An edge is the honest part of a lawn. Along the older blocks of Glendora, where sidewalks run under maples that turn early, the line between turf and concrete is the first thing the eye reads, and cutting it crisp is the whole quiet argument of this trade. Aristocrat landscaping holds that line through the mowing months, then trades the mower for the plow when the wind swings northeast and the pike goes white. Same properties, same care, different tools — grass cut and trimmed in the warm half of the year, driveways and walks opened before dawn in the cold half. Gloucester Township looks its best when somebody is paying attention to the edges.