Shared by Peggy on the Richmond Front Porch Forum today…
Yesterday morning. 7am. Running east on Cochran Rd. About one and a half miles from the Round Church.Coming towards me a woman stops her car and rolls down the window. “There’s a moose running this way down the road. You might want to get out of the way. They can get nasty.” Where do I go? I cross the road and, sure enough, here it comes over the hill. No antlers, is it female? I decide to stand very still and avert my face. Do I look like a tree? But I don’t want to miss any of this so I slide my eyes to the left. The moose takes no notice of me. She is in a big hurry and there are two cars following her. She goes her way and I go mine. Thirty minutes later I return to town and crossing the bridge I see a moose swimming downstream. I think I know her. I stand at the rail and watch until she disappears.
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