Leeds lies where the hills roll down to the Androscoggin, and the fields between Leeds Junction and Allen Pond run long and open to the west. Complete Excavation keeps the lawns in that country — mowing, trimming, holding the edges tight where grass meets driveway and field. The ground here is glacial and stony, quick to dry on a rise and slow in the hollows, so no two yards on the same road cut quite alike. On summer evenings the hay smell drifts across everything, and a fresh-mown lawn adds its own green line to it. Doing that week after week, all season, is how a place keeps looking like somebody is home.