Friday, February 23, 2007

Baby Beavers

Yesterday I sat with my wife eating lunch in the sun, next to the river, on the steps of the pavillion under the Lawrence Street Bridge when we saw a small beaver wash up from the deep current and across a shallow spot. It got to its feet and scrambled across the rocks back to the main part of the river, dissappearing in the muddy snowmelt. It was so small I postulated that it may have been a squirrel that wandered too close to the shore and got swept away. This made Susanna sad, until I convinced her that it must have been a beaver.

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