On a very nippy morning, after a freezing night, the town came and dug up the beaver dam, and when the water receded, an inch thickness of ice was left suspended in the grasses and bushes.
(I needed a human to show the scale of the ice in my photos, and my obliging son took his “modeling” job quite seriously. )
The work of beavers and ice hanging off stumps.
All the twigs on the ground were stripped of their bark by beavers.
I thought the children would have lots more fun with the ice, but overnight the temperatures rose, a melting rain fell, and it all went away……….