Went to the upper swamp area looking to see how the duck population was doing and came across this beaver hut. This is the first hut that I have seen on the property, but then again I haven’t been here or the lower swamp for two years. I can see where beaver have made their home in the pond by digging out tunnels in the bank. I have posted before about some of the damage they do, but for now it is nothing so serious that something has to be done about them.
What laws of nature were in play here? Maybe the leaf was wet, making it too heavy to move, but yet soft enough to be pierced? Did the toadstool spring from the soil at such a speed that it pierced the leaf, much like an arrow slicing through a paper target? Was stubbornness or strong will in play here? Or was nature being just that, nature!
I am getting fat, there is no doubt about that. I have been woefully lacking in an exercise routine since neck surgery last November. Today I decided to start walking. maybe burn a few calories and get some strength and wind back. I took a mile walk to a deer stand and came back along the pond. About half way back I came upon what seemed to be a beaver playground. Two trees in particular caught my eye.
I just dropped my Canon Rebel 2 off the desk!!!