Yesterday the temperature hit a balmy plus 10. It was a perfect day for walking across the ice, then along the berm. According to Wikipedia, a berm is a level space, shelf, or raised barrier separating two areas. The word originates in the Middle Dutch and German berme and came into usage in English via French. Our berm was put in place by Duck’s Unlimited. Years ago I thought Ducks unlimited was a good thing, a place that shelters ducks. Someone had to explain to me that it was a good thing until hunting season. The hunters provide the habitat for ducks, insuring plenty to shoot come duck season.
The bank beavers have been busy cutting down trees. We stopped counting muskrat houses when we hit 30.