There is a moment in October when the Bucksport waterfront goes gold and the tide turns without a sound, and every yard in town is knee-deep in maple leaf. Getting them off before the rain flattens them is half the year's work; the other half is the weekly mowing, trimming and edging that keeps a lawn even from June to September. When the calendar flips, the trucks go to plowing — driveways cut open early, walks cleared, grit on the slick spots. Simple work done attentively, and the result is a property that looks looked-after in every month of the twelve. Bucksport and the towns that share this stretch of coast.