Pojoaque sits high enough that summer mornings still come in cold, with the Sangre de Cristos holding the first light and the piñon smelling of resin. Laguna Landscape NM starts the day there — mowers out early, the grass cut before the sun stands up over the ridge. At close to six thousand feet a lawn is a small, insisted-upon thing between juniper and open ground, and it takes a steady hand: even cutting, tight trim work, the clippings taken away. The crew keeps to a schedule right through the green season. By the time the afternoon heat arrives, the yard is finished and the shadows are back where they belong.