Cheryl Reynolds
2.21.08
7-7:30 AM
It was quite and exciting morning at the beaver dam. It was a flurry of activity by the whole group, five to be exact. There was no mistake this time. The smaller beaver that I’ve always believed to be the loner was helping mom plug the holes.Jon was watching four beavers as I arrived and he ran down to the footbridge to see the last beaver as he came up from his evening rounds at the lower creek.
Back and forth they went bringing mud and cattails to the dam. Mom even came up with a plastic cup in her hands to add to the pile. Well, you know the saying, ‘One mans garbage is another mans treasure’. Maybe she was having her own clean the creek day.Just as the last beaver went in for the day at 7:30 ,in come the flotilla of Scaup to having their morning mussel feed in front of the lodge. What a great way to start the day.
