The November evening at the Beaver Pond greeted us like a welcomed kiss on our cheeks. The warmth was unusual for this November. We arrived as the sun was beginning to set. Reflections of the juniper trees were casting their shadows on the edges of the pond as if they were looking in a mirror at themselves.
Not long after we arrived a small raft of ducks flew southward, most likely a mix of green-winged teals and coots. Then without a sound we saw the great blue heron gracefully fly in over the pond barely flapping his wings. He landed quickly in a stand of dead cattails, paused for a few heartbeats and then took to the evening skies again.
From the old Beaver Lodge, red-winged blackbirds laughed indifferently at us. Amongst their laughs was the chittering of a lone raccoon. Marsh wrens conversed away in every direction around us.
As we stood above the pond, our ears tuned into the bellow of a bullfrog who began to quietly serenade us, along with a few leopard frogs. We laughed quietly because It seemed the leopard frogs were carrying on their own gossiping conversation across the pond from each other of the day’s events.
Then at true dusk the chittering raccoon peacefully crept out of the former Beaver Lodge and sauntered off on his nightly travels towards the north. We watched him until he disappeared. The evening at the Beaver Pond ended with a harmonious serenade of coyotes doing their evening check-ins.
Life has a taken a while to return to the Beaver Pond. Water is the life force of all our lives and for wildlife even more so. I am thankful the water has held in the pond since it was last dredged over a year ago. More ducks and birds use this pond now more than ever. Red-tailed hawks, eastern meadowlarks, turkey vultures just to name a few all take baths in this pond. The great blue heron walks the pond’s edge like a military guard. Every once in a while, the raccoons will get in the pond to wash their food and paws. There have been rare times when white-tailed deer have danced through the pond’s water edge.
Years ago, there were two beaver lodges, one as large as four-foot-tall on this pond. Over on Good Creek not far from this Beaver Pond, there was a Beaver Dam that you could walk across. The goal is to continue to increase the biodiversity of this Beaver Pond with its continued restoration to help it return to its historical self. Maybe, just maybe we can help the beavers return.
The November Beaver Pond reset? Well, that was for our nature driven souls that needed this simple moment in nature to reset ourselves in this utterly chaotic world.
You’re welcome! Thank you, Lynn, for actually sharing this moment with me. Thank you for your kind words.
Oh my gosh! This is so poetic and wonderful! I love your writing and can picture exactly what you wrote about! Thanks for sharing it!
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