The Bad River curls past Saint Charles low and slow, and in deep winter it goes silent under ice while the village lights carry a long way over the flat fields. Berg's Landscaping LLC is out in that stillness with a blade, opening drives and lots before the first shift, pushing back the banks so the next storm has somewhere to go. When the thaw finally takes hold, the trucks come back for mowing, trimming, mulch and bed work, the shaping of yards in a town that sits low and green all summer. The pride runs both ways: bare pavement at six in the morning, and a crisp edge along a walk in July. From the village out toward Chesaning and Brant, it is one place worked all the way through.