No, I haven't eaten the beavers (though my neighbor tells me that they are delicious, and I have no desire to corroborate his statement).  But those rascals are busier than ever in the bottom.  This poor tree is one of many recipients of this ardent, rodent behavior.  We have plenty of woods, and there are plenty of trees in the bottom.  However, if they come up the banks much further there are a few beech trees that are far from plenty, and if damaged we would have some heart break.

These beavers have been pushed from other neighbors' potential places.  Our bottom is a great place for them to work unmolested.  However, our hope is that they will not see that the bark is browner, grayer or tastier on the other side of the path.  The path, long trodden over these many years that we've lived here is now going to serve as a demilitarized zone.  I'm hoping they contain their enthusiasm.  However, every day marks another tree with beaver wounds.

The view to the right is upstream.  No beaver activity here.  The water is running strongly through here with all of the ran.  There are 2 ponds upstream.  When the dams broke in the hurricane of ??, a 4 wall of water came down through this bottom as evidenced from the mud that coated the trees.  It was frightening enough to see the dam break--all the more frightening to be in this bottom.

We've been setting deer food out.  But there are surely all manner of animals eating it.  I at least know that the deer have been there through their tracks.  Without the acorns to tied the animals over, all are ravenous.  I am too, and our pizza delivery person should be here soon.

P. S.  I did NOT sit at a desk at all today, so NO POMODOROS.


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