I’ve resolved to discover one new thing daily, so I squat by a brook
and spy three doorways behind the long grass of the opposite bank.
River otters. I don’t see them.
Mayhap they’re in their 10′ den sleeping on a bed of leaves and sticks.
Below the waterline will be the escape tunnels.
My one-a-day quest is an escape tunnel for me:
my regular places morph when I look at them like a stranger.
http://bobarnebeck.com/otters/habitat.html Otter Habitat