In June the fog comes off the North Canadian bottoms and lies in the low ground until the sun pushes it back toward the river. Choctaw wakes early under it, and grass heavy with dew holds a boot print like new snow. Rowdy Lawns LLC starts there — the first pass while the air is still cool, then trimming, edging, and clearing every clipping off the sidewalk. By ten the yards are done and the stripes lie dark and light, running true to the fence corners. That is a good morning's work, and this town has a lot of them.