Ok. I did try to think of ways this photo might have something to do with the writing life. But the fact is I just think it is an amazing photo and wanted to share it. I had never seen a moose this small - 12 hours old. The photo was taken by a family friend somewhere in the Alaskan suburbs. (Does "Alaskan suburbs" sound like an oxymoron to you, too?)
The photo does beg the question of why the mother moose wandered so far into civilization. Global warming? Let's hope not.
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I loved this photo! Thanks for sharing. The home behind mother and child definitely says "suburb" and is quite a contrast to the wildlife. But where's Rocky?
Reminds me of a trip to Canada my family made when I was 13. We were on a two-lane road a million miles from anywhere when far ahead we saw a bull moose step out of the forest and stop in the middle of the road, straddling both lanes. We came to a stop and he turned his head to look at us, his expression aloof, kinda, "Yeah, you gotta a problem with this?" There was no shoulder, and the moose was so big we couldn't get around him without ending up in the ditch. So we sat there, awestruck at his size and amazing regal air. After about twenty minutes he continued on his way.
Great photo! You don't need an excuse to post it.
Here in New Hampsha, our State conservation plate carries the moose as it's symbol along with our State slogan, "Live free or die." Some say that means, "live free of moose in your path or die trying to avoid them." The State allows controlled hunts every year to try and keep the population down.
They're beautiful, majestic creatures who command respect, but they can be a big nuisance when they show up in the middle of town. Just a few years ago, a cow (female moose) parked herself at the local elementary school, forcing all the kids to stay inside. She moved on eventually. Had one in my neighbor's driveway not too long ago. Or was that the black bear?
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