In January, Standley Lake goes still and steel-colored, and the wind that crosses it reaches Westminster with an edge on it. A.G.M. Landscaping works in that wind — driveways, walks and lots pushed open while the far shore is still dark. Plowing here is mostly a matter of timing: lay the first pass down before tires pack it, come back for the windrow at the apron, treat the north side of the house that never sees noon. By the time light climbs off the plains east of town, the pavement is bare and the morning can simply begin. That is the reward, honestly — a clear approach, and nobody having to think about it.