When Beavers Dream

A light snow storm begins to blow in over a beavers pond near Lake Lundy high in the Sierra Nevada Mountains. Sunlight broke through for a few moments and lit up the distant peaks before closing back down as a flurry of snowflakes began their gentle journey earthward only to disappear as soon as they touched the surface of the pond without leaving even so much as a ripple in the glassy reflection. Autumn had come a bit early this year and was well received by a parched California landscape. The aspen trees that line the creeks and rivers of the Eastern Sierra has began to pull in their deep green leaves revealing the underlying yellow, orange and red colors while the pine trees seemed to almost intensify their deep devotion to the color green. If beavers do indeed dream, I imagine this is what they dream of.
When Beavers Dream