Thursday, June 23, 2016

"A moose has come out of
the impenetrable wood
and stands there, looms, rather, 
in the middle of the road.
It approaches; it sniffs at
the bus’s hot hood.

Towering, antlerless, 
high as a church,
homely as a house
(or, safe as houses)."

from The Moose
by Elizabeth Bishop

Each year at the cabin is different. Some birds are common one year, scare the next. This year spring was a month early and we missed a great deal of it. Last year we stayed three months at the cabin and did not see a moose on the entire trip, we saw no deer on our 80 acres and only a handful on the trip. This year I was able to photograph a moose and calf from the front porch on Monday night, the night of the Solstice. The next night I was able to photograph a deer that had come up the lane and stopped because the SUV was moved to in front of the cabin because the beavers are falling trees by the parking spot. I photographed it through the kitchen window so the screen did not help. But we have great hopes for critter watching this year.

"When for too long I don't go deep enough 
into the woods to see them, they begin to 
enter my dreams. Yes, there they are, in the 
pinewoods of my inner life."

from The Faces of Deer
By Mary Oliver

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