Kettle Creek runs small and cold through the middle of Weston, and by mid-October the stone walls along it are half-buried in oak leaves. Generations Arborcare LLC works the lawns those walls enclose: mowing through the growing months, trimming what the mower cannot reach, and clearing the fall down to bare turf before the first hard frost sets it in place. A Weston yard collects more leaves than lawn some weeks, and the pleasure is in the reversal — a raked, striped, breathing lawn where an hour ago there was only brown. Spring brings the other half of it, cleanups and fresh bed edges and grass that comes in even. This town rewards patience, and so does a lawn.