First light on the north Texas plains arrives all at once, flat and gold across the mesquite, and the mowers are already loaded. BNSF Railway Co keeps lawns cut, trimmed and edged in Electra, where the rail line runs east toward Wichita Falls and the horizon never gets in the way of a sunrise. Work here means Bermuda held even, walks blown off, and the tidy line between yard and gravel drive drawn again each week. By the time the heat leans in, the front yards along the side streets stand short and square, and the smell of cut grass hangs in air too still to move it. It is plain work, done in the open, on a plain that gives you nothing to hide behind.