On a March afternoon in Ten Broeck Triangle you can see the entire winter at once: sand along the curb, grass pressed flat, a few stubborn drifts hiding in the shade of the brownstones. Spring cleanup is the reset — debris cleared out, beds edged, the first cut that turns a tired city lot back into a lawn. Mowing, trimming and cleanups carry through summer and fall on the small tight yards of Arbor Hill and the blocks running down toward Broadway. When it turns cold, the same addresses want plowing and shoveling and salt on narrow walks where there is nowhere to put snow except up. Close-quarters work is its own skill, and doing it neatly on a twenty-foot frontage is the craft worth having.