Wind is the oldest worker in Indian Prairie. On a blustery October afternoon it comes across the level ground in long gusts, bending the tall grasses along the ditches and sending leaves skittering down the road like a scattered crowd. Windmill Landscaping's name calls up old farm country — wind turned into work — and the business provides landscaping and lawn care here. The October job is to give a restless season some order: leaves cleared from the beds, the lawn mowed down for the cold, edges squared before the frost. When the gusts finally drop at sundown and the western sky burns orange, a tidied yard sits still and easy beneath it.