Beavers & Otters: a surprise discovery
A little head silently breaks the surface of the water. It’s a gift on a warm summer morning. I follow it, wait patiently, and see into dark recesses with my telephoto what my naked eye can’t see.
A little head silently breaks the surface of the water. It’s a gift on a warm summer morning. I follow it, wait patiently, and see into dark recesses with my telephoto what my naked eye can’t see.