I’m lucky enough to own a piece of land that is in tree growth. The logging road through the property was recently mowed, so Chico and I went to have a look at the work. The property is right across the street from a boat launch.

A few hundred acres of trees nearby and Chico wants to pee on the sign post. I guess that’s what all the other dogs do…

But ’twas just a momentary break in the action.

The road looks nice, and neither dog nor human needs anylonger to push through ferns and briars. And the work of some beavers is even more apparent.

Those trees are past their knees in water, which is getting closer and closer to the road.

It’s not good for the road to be covered in water.

It does make a nice place for a dog to have a dip…

and watch frogs.

The forester says the pond isn’t deep enough for the beavers to over winter. I don’t know why they want to live on top of the hill; maybe it’s full-up down at lake level. It’s the devil’s own work to get beavers to move on before they are ready, so for now, I guess I’ll just keep an eye on it.