The bluff Lockport sits on is limestone, cut out of this valley and stacked into half the old buildings in town, and stone holds cold the way January likes it. Beary Landscaping runs both halves of the year on the same properties: plowing driveways and lots, clearing walks and laying salt when the pavement turns glassy, then coming back in spring to mow, trim and edge. A storm night ends the way it should — a drive opened wide enough for two cars and a front walk down to bare concrete before the coffee is poured. By June the ground has forgotten all of it, and the grass grows fast enough to need attention every week. Same houses, same trucks, different weather.