Late-summer storms build over the Jemez Mountains and come down the canyon with real conviction, and afterward the whole village smells like wet sandstone and cut grass. JH Mowing runs its route in the window that follows — mowing, edging and trimming while the ground is soft and the grass is coming up faster than it has any right to. Cleanups haul away the branches and the wash that a storm delivers along with the rain. Between the river on one side and the mesa on the other, yards here are small, bright, and deserving of a careful pass. The finish is what counts: an even cut, a clean edge, nothing forgotten in the corners.