Not sure I missed anything…

Ok, when we left off, Wally Wood the Woodsman was having a moment over the fact that his precious trees were going to taken out with a beetle infestation…

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But of course Mark, who has absolutely no skin in this game, smiles his Mark Trail smile and declares that the Department of Agriculture, where of course he knows people, will drop everything they are doing to rush out onto private land and treat any trees with a beetle problem…  Every heard of the Emerald Ash Borer, Mark??  The insect that is laying waste to acres of ash trees across the country? With apparently no way to stop it?  Made only worse by climate change as the winters are no longer cold enough to kill off the larvae nestled under the bark??  Nope, I guess not.

But enough of these real world concerns…  we have two Beaver on the Trail, about to confront another member of the Predator community…

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And of course this mountain lion went to the same school as the Lynx…  “Lesson 2:  be sure to announce yourself to you prey, it’s only sporting…”

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uh… a Black Bear with a brown dye-job???

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C’mon, guys, think!  there’s two of you and two beavers!  A snack for each of you at least…

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Whew!  That was close!!  Like they were even going to be eaten!

Holy Plot Twist, Batman!!

Oh, just when I am convinced that I am so smart! That it will man vs. Beaver in the Wally Forest!  Shows what I know!!

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It’s (the) Beetles!  And not the Fab Four variety…  that have come to spoil all of Wally’s dreams of a happily-ever-after, married to Susan and living the life of a lumber baron…  It’s beetles that are taking down his “Crop”  “Stand” or whatever one calls a bunch of trees being grown for market…

And of course Mark the Nature Writer (I almost said Naturalist, but didn’t want to offend any in the audience…) is the one to diagnose the problem.  It’s not Wally, not the man who has made it his life to manage a forest, probably went to school and has a degree in Forestry or Forest Management…

I hadn’t noticed before, but judging by the hairline in panel one, it looks like Wally may have recently been subjected to a frontal lobotomy…

Oh Snap!

Grandpa gets shown two beaver-backs!  Or maybe it has nothing to do with the “relationship” of which he “disapproves…”  could be that he doesn’t want another male Beaver in the house…  or lodge, or whatever that pile of sticks and mud is called…

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Catch the “reaction” shown in panel two- is that victory emanating from the old Beaver’s heads or is that surprise?  Disbelief? Regret? Sorrow?  Hard to tell…  but as the two youngsters steel themselves for the adventure ahead, they also gaze at each other with hollow Beaver eyes…  almost spooky, huh?

Uh… In which direction does the sun set??

Something’s not quite right here…  The setting sun, which is what it has to be unless the Trails make a habit of Supping in the early morn…  is to the east- over the limitless expanse of the Atlantic ocean.  And the Pelican also gives us a clue, as the birds typically stay by the shore and perch on the pilings and other man-made structures hoping for a handout…

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But no matter, we will defy all manner of rule and law of the physical world in the days and weeks ahead…  Reality is what the writer deems it to be, and because of that we are able to lose ourselves in this world over and over again.  Enjoy your romantic dinner, you two, your vacation is about to be over…

#MarkTrail??

A dear friend and reader of this blog pointed out to me yesterday that the Twitter-verse is trending with Trail! #MarkTrail!  OK, maybe trending is a strong word to use here… and probably is not technically true, but still… How could it not be trending with today’s installment- Cherry perched fetchingly on the deck of the 80-footer, spectacularly blasé about Mark’s return from the “depths” of Albermarle Sound… And his brush with the Bull Shark…

“Oh, you’re back… Hi, Honey!”  Brilliant!  Cherry could not be doing a better job of feigning interest even if that was her job!

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“That’s right, Sweetheart!  A SHARK, I say.  Did you hear me?  A SHARK!!”

Ho Hum…