A Beaver, Our Local Lumberjack

Athena and I have a standard walking path for her morning walk before I leave for work. This path wraps around a small man-made pond and has several dirt walkways that branch off from the Greenway. Our favorite dirt path goes along the edge of the pond between a cluster of small pines. When we first moved to Raleigh the pines here were extremely dense, but sense that time a beaver has taken up residency in the surrounding area. His favorite trees to chop down are pine trees.

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No longer in the shade
No longer isolated
No longer, lost in the pines.
Instead, the land is open
and I see across the pond.
Where apartments are my sky-
line.
There upon the ground, I see
the remains, where trees once stood
is now a shoreline covered
in stumps.
Whose points, no man could construct
but, were built instead by the
chomp of a beaver’s teeth.

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