I didn’t think I had anything to talk about today, but then I remembered. Moose pictures. There haven’t been moose pictures on this blog, well, since the last time. Since I wrote about Kirwin in 2012, good lawd.
Last week we drove up into the mountains.
There was a waterfall…
…and then my dad almost hit a moose. In his defense, she came careening down a hillside and ran right in front of the truck.
Do moose…careen? Maybe? Under special circumstances?
I’ve seen moose since Kirwin; there are moose in Wisconsin. They are bigger than the moose in Wyoming, so this gal looked downright small to me. (Not really. They’re still huge.)
There’s still snow in places but most of it has melted. Flowers are just now in bloom way up there.
I’m just happy I got to see another moose. Mooses for the win. (Why are some plural words in the English language such a mess. Moose. Mooses. Meece?)
See you later!