We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
As the beavers becomes more common, the wonderful habitats they create - marshes and ponds, Alder and willow thickets, -proliferate. Wood Ducks, Black Ducks, herons, amphibians, snakes, turtles, songbirds, swallows, bugs. Everybody likes a beaver marsh. You can barely see one of their series of dams in the foreground.
Three Forks ..just down the road from me..well 40 miles but in Montana that's just down the road.
Madison ,Gallatin, Jefferson confluence where more Orvis equipment per square inch on flyfishermen can be found anywhere on Earth...except a few of my secret spots.
Also location of Wheat Montana Co. and their bakery where one can sink their teeth into a tasty Montana bun. Wheat Montana did however make the front page of the Wall Street Journal about eight years ago...
Three Forks Annual Fly In is a big event where one can view a variety of crop dusting aircraft as well as several WWII aircraft.
Sounds nice. We have a triple fork nearby, too. Three Rivers, TX (how's that for imaginative town name?), is at the confluence of the Atascosa, Frio, and Nueces. Between San Antone & Corpus Christi, in Live Oak County. About 2000 people, just like it was a hundred years ago. Shit I think I'll move there.
Anyway, it used to be called Hamiltonburg, but too much mail got mixed up between it and Hamilton, TX, so they changed the name back around the time dad was born. They voted, and "Three Rivers" won.
Of course, some people hate beavers. There are places in Mass. where beavers have reestablished themselves. In some locations, this means the backyards of rather affluent people. The beavers cut down their lovely trees (leaving ugly stumps) and turn their backyards into swamps. The beavers are a protected species, so the landowners have to grin and bear it.
After listening to a relative describe the problem, I suggested he seek out and hire an Indian to kill the beavers. Many Indians still have hunting rights that predate and supersede state and federal laws protecting plants and animals. Maybe Elizabeth Warren could do the deed. She's nearby and will likely have the time later this fall.