In true winter fashion, it was snowing when I got to the Beaver Bridge today. The first thing that I noticed when came upon the Beaver Bridge was that the water had receded even more. The banks of the pond had more exposed mud than before. The second thing I noticed was that it had gotten a lot less colorful. The reeds have all turned brown and the once lush green gasses are going brown as well. The only color that remains is the green of the evergreens and blue green of the water. All the deciduous trees have lost their leaves as the landscape prepares for winter. Once again it is quiet at the Beaver Bridge. The sound of the rushing wind drowned out any noise coming from birds. I did not observe any animal activity although there is usually very little to begin with. I imagine all the birds found somewhere to roost until the wind dies down. This is my last post of the year, but I will be back to the Beaver Bridge in January.
