Tuesday morning Huck was late to school, Jemima was late to daycare and Stephen and I got a late start on our writing work.
A family of moose, a Mama and her 2 babies, decided to come over for breakfast. We couldn't very welll rush off without showing them some hospitality now could we?
They spent some time munching around in the front yard, then moved into the trees and around to the back. They breakfasted on aspens and mountain ash berries but never went after my garden. I'm kind of sorry, too since I'm just about to hoe it all down and turn it into the ground. It would have been a big help.
Then again, I don't guess I want them to learn that my garden is a good place to snack or next year might not turn out as well as this year.
From the upstairs guestroom window, we were about 15 feet from them. It's probably the closest any of us will ever be to a wild animal that big. At least I kinda hope so.
We finally peeled ourselves away from the action and they moved on to make someone else's morning. They spent the day wandering around our neighborhood.
Such a wonderful place to live.