Wednesday, September 01, 2010
Beavers in Beaverton? What's next, farms in Berkeley?
One thing I like about Oregon is its tendency toward hidden parks.
Behind the huge grocery store, a narrow path leads you past an apartment complex. If you walk between the tall, gloomy buildings, you find yourself on a pleasantly shaded walking path along a stream.
Follow the path down to the bridge over the small lake, and a horde of ducks make a beeline straight toward you.
The other day, back when it was sunny and summery still, I took a walk there at lunchtime. It was a marvelous feeling to escape, even if only for an hour. The people-in-charge-of-parks had started to renovate the bridge, but they had to stop because they discovered beavers had built a dam there.
Couldn’t see the beavers, but it’s kinda cool to know that the original inhabitants haven’t been completely evicted by us newcomers.
Exercise du jour: Walking. Keep it simple and I might just make it.
The title explained: There used to be... maybe still is... a company called Berkeley Farms, who sold milk and had the slogan "Farms? In Berkeley?" It's hard to imagine any agriculture going on in a densely crowded city like that.