First frost in Norwood shows up along Neponset Street as a white glaze on the grass that burns off by nine. Between those mornings and the last mow of November there is plenty to do — mowing, edging, trimming, and a full cleanup that takes a yard down tidy for the cold. Then the work changes character entirely: plows on driveways, shovels on walks and landings, salt wherever the ice keeps coming back. Spring brings the whole circle around again, and the first level cut of the year is a thing worth standing and looking at. Norwood yards, tended through the growing months and opened up through the cold ones.