Do you know what I’m holding in this picture? On a recent vacation a unique opportunity presented itself. Out of the corner of my eye I saw some activity that looked interesting. There was a live demonstration of how Native Americans would have used a beaver to provide for their daily needs. Using a road killed animal, historical interpreters skinned the beaver and discussed how the meat would be used. The fur would be worked on throughout the summer to show the principles of tanning a hide. And then they asked if anyone would like to experience touching the beaver’s tail.
Are you kidding me? Of course! Amidst a few squeamish looking people, I literally jumped at the chance. I not only wanted to touch it with a fingertip, I wanted to hold it and feel the weight of it. I was amazed at the smoothness and how pliable it was. More streamlined than leather, soft as silk, subtly patterned and aerodynamically shaped I found it fascinating. I looked at how the fur attached to the edges of the tail. I examined how the exposed tendons at the base of the tail ran in all directions giving the beaver such total control over that tail for swimming and communication. It was a marvel and so different from what I had ever expected. Then I glanced up at the others in the group. There were varying levels of interest from moderate to completely bored, and I realized that possibly I was the only one enraptured by this animals appendage. I gave it back reluctantly.
I have given this experience some thought. I am so happy I was there at the right moment to experience that tail. And for all those that paid little or no attention, I wonder how many other things pass them right by? For me it is a reminder to always say yes to new experiences and to keep curiosity and appreciation alive. To continue to grab life by the tail.
Are you kidding me? Of course! Amidst a few squeamish looking people, I literally jumped at the chance. I not only wanted to touch it with a fingertip, I wanted to hold it and feel the weight of it. I was amazed at the smoothness and how pliable it was. More streamlined than leather, soft as silk, subtly patterned and aerodynamically shaped I found it fascinating. I looked at how the fur attached to the edges of the tail. I examined how the exposed tendons at the base of the tail ran in all directions giving the beaver such total control over that tail for swimming and communication. It was a marvel and so different from what I had ever expected. Then I glanced up at the others in the group. There were varying levels of interest from moderate to completely bored, and I realized that possibly I was the only one enraptured by this animals appendage. I gave it back reluctantly.
I have given this experience some thought. I am so happy I was there at the right moment to experience that tail. And for all those that paid little or no attention, I wonder how many other things pass them right by? For me it is a reminder to always say yes to new experiences and to keep curiosity and appreciation alive. To continue to grab life by the tail.
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