Last week, Mary stood at her window in midtown Tucson watching the monsoon storm roll in. Within minutes, the sky turned dark, the wind howled through her mesquite trees, and rain slammed the patio in sheets. The next morning, her once-neat yard was unrecognizable—fallen branches, puddles, and weeds already sprouting in the soft, soaked soil. Mary isn’t alone. Every summer, Tucson homeowners face the same monsoon mess: broken limbs, debris-strewn yards, and a jungle of weeds