Sally’s View of the River

I rose at 6 a.m. to sit on the dock with a cup of tea. There was a mist on the water and all was still. Beneath me, under the dock, a family of beavers had nested. The male and female began to swim out and around the dock, not noticing me as I sat quietly. They were no more than six feet away from me. They swam to and fro searching for food.I was mesmerized watching them. Sara S.