Moose!

2024.06.04

Good morning what a wonderful way to see a young moose in the neighbor's backyard.

Moose!

Young without antlers.

(Ethel insisted on antlers 'on' for the portraits.)

Living in New Hampshire most of my life you'd think I'd seen one before this morning.

No.

I tried to make it a deer.

Obviously too big.

Tried to make it an elk.

Too big.

As tall as my six-foot four self, at least.

At the shoulder.

Ears were down eating.

Guessing it was a doe.

Light in color gave away its age.

Its legs looked out of place, too long somehow.

Long hours in pools of lake and pond and swamp grass lend to their usefulness.

Like a waterfowl.

The heron of the deer family.

Moose.

Gorgeous isn't a word usually associated with a moose, but there it was before six a.m. near the neighbor's hammock chewing on some dandelions.

Young antler-free lithe.

A slightly bronze skinned woman after a night at a ball, a quick bite to eat, still in her evening gown showing off her legs before hopping home to bed.