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Sunday
May182003

moose!



Sunrise this morning, shortly before the moose came to visit.


On the way back from the outhouse around 6:00 this morning, I noticed a pretty sunrise peeking through the trees on the path, so quietly sneaked inside our sleeping cabin to grab my camera. I took a few shots, went back inside.

A few minutes after I crawled under the covers, I heard some cracking of twigs behind our cabin. The sound (or more likely my return to the cabin) had woken Jeff, and he peeked out the window.

"It's a moose!" he whispered. "Quick, come look!" I leaned over just in time to see a large dark shape disappear to the left.

I leaped out of bed and, clad only in a red T-shirt and my trusty Birkenstocks, I ran outside and behind the cabin. The leaves were damp with morning dew, so I was able to make my approach quietly.

And there she was! A small female moose, slowly ambling past the outdoor shower, her hide mottled with gray and brown and black. She paused by the woodpile, raised her head to look one way, then the other. I held my breath, watching her; moose have terrible eyesight, but very good hearing.

After a moment, the moose seemed to lose interest and ambled away. I could hear the snapping of twigs and branches as she moved up the hill into the forest.

A very cool way to start the morning. :-)

(This entry was written with ViaVoice, a voice recognition program, which sometimes has its own sense of humor. Please forgive any spelling or grammar quirks which Debbie has missed while editing. Thank you. )



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