I hadn't been there more than a few minutes before a coyote on his nightly rounds stumbled apon me. He cocked his head a little to the side and gave me this look of "what are you doing in my field?" After a few glances he went back on his way. The sun sank lower towards the horizon painting the sky a vibrant pink and throwing the last rays of sun onto the snowfields.
I sat there and watched the dying light play across the sky, suddenly becoming aware of a commotion taking place about a mile down the road. A large female moose lumbered from the willows and strolled down the street ignoring the paparazzi gathered on either side. I glanced back to the sunset in front of me and who should appear but mister fox with a mouth full of food heading probably back to his den site.
With the chill in the air growing more intense and twilight giving way to night I strolled my way back to the lodge not realizing I was being watched from behind. As I neared the lodge a coworker shouted
from the third floor balcony that there was a moose behind me. I turned and sure enough there bolting for the nearby hillside was a female moose suddenly startled by a sudden group of two legged animals in her path.
This week get outside and find a spot near a pond, in a field, or even a city park. You never know who you might see.
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