On a June morning the village green at North Scituate holds its dew until almost nine, and the white steeple above it looks newly painted in that light. DelPadre Landscaping keeps the lawns nearby in the same key — mowing on a regular rhythm, edging along walks and beds, trimming close to stone and fence post, cleaning up in spring and again when the leaves come down. The pleasure is in the finish: cut lines running straight to the road, a crisp edge where turf meets pavement, not a clipping left behind. A yard tended that way makes the whole street look looked-after. It is small work, and a village is largely made of small work.