We had a chance to check out the no name pond this past week. There was a light wind and this reduced the drama from the reflection patterns I could capture. It takes persistence and luck to get the desired image sometimes.
This is the late winter, early spring view of the beaver bog from the beaver’s primary dam site. The beavers have departed long ago but their bog lives on.
Our many patrols through the backwoods reveal past histories, as Stephen Jay Gould would say, littered with “curious parts.” While his subject was evolutionary anatomy, I continually find pieces from an extensive farming community hidden away in the forest that has sprouted up since.