From up near the water tower you can watch frost lift off the roofs on an April morning, one block at a time, the town waking in patches. That is about when Lawn Care in Fenton fires up for the first cut of the year — mowing, trimming, edging, tidying winter's litter out of the turf. The growing season this far north is short and loud; it rewards steady visits rather than heroic ones. Once the ground locks up again the same trucks push snow, scraping the drives and salting the walk before the day gets going. A year in Fenton is two jobs stacked end to end, and both of them leave a place looking cared for.