I do a lot of hiking and woods walking in Indiana and Michigan. Sometimes I’m looking up at the sky, fascinated by how vast it is and colorful. Most of the time I’m looking in places most don’t think about as they pass by. Those small crevices under roots and decaying logs. At a hole…
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The Beaver
With a slap of the water, ripples shimmer in the moonlight. “Go away, beaver, this is our river,” shouts he. The beaver calmly floats to the shoreline and takes a seat in the grass next to the two fellows sitting dazed by the river. “It’s not your river, nor is it mine,” the beaver says….
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