Cure For Leaky Eyes?

The other sad thing is that the beavers disappeared. I guess the Dept of Environmental Conservation decided the big dam was so close to the road it represented a flooding hazard. They wouldn’t be wrong. It’s just I’d grown very attached to the beaves, to some extent calibrated my day around their schedules. I know, I know – weird.

I don’t think they would have killed them. Just trapped and resettled them.

I remain extremely teary this morning which is a drag – I’m supposed to go to the Finger Lakes Wine Festival in Watkins Glen later today and if I’m hysterical not only will I have a horrible time but I will completely alienate the gentleman who sprang a pretty penny for my ticket.

On the other hand the beauty of this place does lift my soul immeasurably. Upstate NY in the summertime is quite the lovliest place on the planet.