Campos V Landscaping corp keeps its work close to the lawns of Framingham, a MetroWest town where the Sudbury River slips quiet past old brick mills and the ground lifts gently toward Nobscot Hill. Their craft is the grass itself — the mower's clean rows laid down in the cool of the morning, the edge cut true along a front walk, the clippings raked away so a yard reads open and tended. There is a plain, honest pleasure in it: a stretch of green brought to order before the day turns hot, the smell of fresh-cut lawn drifting over a street off the old Post Road. Through the long mowing months, from the first green flush after mud season to the soft final cuts before frost, they leave Framingham's yards a shade tidier than they found them.