I often wonder why it should be that others see scent mounds where I see nothing. This afternoon, while out for a short walk, I saw the little heap in the photograph. I wondered if this, at last, was a scent mound and, rather than kneel down and sniff, put my hand on it. I sniffed and caught the lovely, pungent smell of beaver.
Now for two clips from my trail camera.
I don't know what the link below will take you to, but it was on a draft of a post that I never sent.