In the 1980s, we built a log cabin on a pond the beavers had made by damming a stream that flowed along the base of a cliff. This wall of Precambrian rock plunges to the water's edge. The pond is in a sheltered bowl and so the surface is almost always still. This produces a delightful view of cliff and reflections, always changing with the seasons and the time of day. Winter is one of our favorite times of year. From an artistic point of view, it gives the pleasure of large interlocking dark and light shades without the confusing green chaos of summertime. I want the viewer to enjoy the magic of the place and then to notice the wolf. A moment later, he will disappear. - RB