October is the month this country shows off. Oak and hickory run copper and rust across the hills above the brick streets, and by the second good wind every lawn in West Galena is wearing a blanket it did not ask for. Village Lawn Care rakes it up, blows out the beds and the corners, hauls the piles away, and keeps mowing right up until the grass finally quits for the year. The rest of the season it is the steady rhythm — cut, trim, edge, tidy — done at the same weekly beat so a place never gets ahead of anyone. There is real satisfaction in a small-town yard that looks squared away while the whole ridge behind it is going gold.