Rain moves into Hancock from the west, over Norway Hill, and by evening the Contoocook is running loud and the grass has gained an inch. S.W. Tucker Landscaping meets it Monday morning. Mowing, trimming, edging, cleanups in spring and again in fall — the ordinary rounds that keep a property from going wild between storms. Dooryards here are odd shapes, tucked between ledge and lilac, and a machine has to be walked as much as driven. Tucker takes that time. What's left behind is a lawn with a crisp perimeter and nothing scattered across the pavement.