Spring mornings in Norwood begin with fog lifting off the Neponset, and the first mow of the year happens in air still cool enough to see your breath. This landscaping outfit follows the thaw across town — mowing, edging, trimming, and hauling off a winter's worth of grit and broken branches until yards look like themselves again. Through the growing months the work is steady and unhurried: a straight line along the walk, a bed line held true, clippings blown off the drive. Come January the trucks are out ahead of daylight, plowing, shoveling and salting so nobody has to fight their way to the street. Two very different jobs on the same properties, and both get the same attention.