Gearing up for their first birthday, at least two kits were at work last night on the secondary dam. Jon saw our little reed-loving dam builder packing layers of tules on the surface, and another beaver lurking supportively nearby. What does this mean to the future? Will this effort be sufficient to stop the summer dryness? Will it lure Dad or GQ back to the colony or are our orphans effectively ‘dispersers’ now, without ever leaving home, like when so much of america started working for a different company but doing the same job at the exactly the same place? We can only stay tuned! And enjoy the spring as it unfolds.
in just-
- in Just-
- spring when the world is mud-
- luscious the little
- lame balloonman
- whistles far and wee
- and eddieandbill come
- running from marbles and
- piracies and it’s
- spring
- when the world is puddle-wonderful
- the queer
- old balloonman whistles
- far and wee
- and bettyandisbel come dancing
- from hop-scotch and jump-rope and
- it’s
- spring
- and
- the
- goat-footed
- balloonMan whistles
- far
- and
- wee
- e.e. cummings
