Summit sits up on the bench above the Puyallup valley, high enough that on a clear winter day Mount Rainier fills the whole southeast sky over rooftops that were orchard land a couple generations back. Every fall, before the first hard freeze, Summit Sprinklers blows the water out of a yard's irrigation lines so a hidden pipe doesn't split underground over the winter — the same yards they come back to plow later in the season when a real storm buries them. A frozen sprinkler head poking up through a snowy lawn is a landmark only this crew really notices, a small reminder of the system waiting under the white for spring. Clearing a driveway on the bench means working in wind that has nothing to break it between here and the mountain, so a plowed lane needs a second pass sooner than one tucked down in the valley. By the time the plow trucks finish their morning loop, the lawns lie pale under a mountain that's worn snow since long before any of these streets had names.