Where to begin? On Wednesday I was visiting my sister who lives 7 minutes away from me on 9 mile Road, guess what happened?? We had a visitor. My sister has lived there for over 37 years and in all those years, I had never seen a moose. That is, until about a month ago I saw one crossing the road.
My sister went to the counter, looked out the window and exclaimed, June, come here, but don't scream...I scream when I get excited! There right before my eyes was a Moose. My brother-in-law said she was about 1 year old. We grabbed our coats and quietly went outside cameras in hand. I was absolutely thrilled to be part of the experience! We named her Eloise.
The next day around 3:00 p.m. the phone rang, it was my brother-in-law saying get up here, Eloise is back! Off I raced to be part of yet another exciting moment. That afternoon I took 75 shots of Eloise and at a lot of points I was 10 feet away from her.
People were stopping and getting out of their cars to get a close up look. Eloise didn't seem to mind, but seemed to be enjoying her moment of fame! The fact that she was nibbling on my brother-in-law's apple trees was neither here nor there, we told him to chill!
And that, as they say is that!
Editor's note: June lives in Wendover, Ontario. Our dogs are related to each other.
2 comments:
I'm soooooo jealous! I've been going to remote parts of Canada my whole life and I've never seen a moose.
How beautiful, certainly moments like that are to be treasured - happy that you've had such a lovely experience. Hope Eloise will keep visiting :o)
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