Mid-August on the Presumpscot

Okay, needed Some River Time. Encountered no one else. Read a little Tao. Nibbled a little cracker. Ate a local peach. Listened to crickets and birdsong. Sang to a turtle. Communed with beavers. Life is good.

Tao:  'Lose Desire'

Peace Easy

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(Winkman walking on keyboard) 

Dat a beaver chompin' on a fallen tree

Beaver leavin' the scene of the pine

The beavers are a hoot. You occasionally see a leafed tree branch floating across the stream or against the current. You know there's a beaver attached, bringing home another addition to the home. 

Their motto: 

Dam Sweet Dam