I checked several other beaver dams today but to no avail, I'm yet to find any sign of an active beaver this spring.
I ended the day on a small hillside overlooking a flooding. The waterfowl were quacking and honking as the last light of the day seattled over the water and they jostled for positions. I took a few photos, but mostly I sat and listened. Just as the last light faded I heard the call of two sandhill cranes across the water.