| This summer, we had a mountain beaver move in | Trying to sneak back after having collected a bunch of ivy from the yard | We had seen evidence, in the form of a burrow along a drainage channel and well-nibbled plants (strawberry, tree seedlings, etc.), well before the first sighting | We finally glimpsed the animal while we were out talking with the house painters | Uncomfortable with the exterminators’ policy to always kill a mountain beaver, we chose to trap and relocate it | It may be cute, but I’d stay away from those teeth and claws | An inchworm found in the forest |
| Guinness gives it a temporary ride | The salmon berries were just starting to ripen; Flynn and Debra collect some here | Due to Pete’s recurring back problems, our friend Andre came along to help with the heavy lifting | Good day for a walk in the woods | One of the many old-growth stumps from way back, when the forest had been first logged | Finding his way through the ferns | Innaias shows Debra the way |
