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01/23/2010: "Close Encounters"

So, yesterday morning I was heading out the front door to warm up my truck and put my gym bag in it as per my usual routine.

From my door, the sidewalk splits into two - one side w/ a few steps, and one w/ a wheelchair ramp. This leaves a triangular section that serves as a flower bed. The ground there is raised a bit, and there's still dead plants sticking up through the snow.

Yesterday there was also a bit of fresh show, so as I was walking along I noticed some moose tracks in font of me. I follow the tracks with my eyes and find the moose - standing in the middle of the flower bed.

Luckily for me, it was alone (never, EVER get around a momma moose when her calf is around), and was ignoring me as it was happily munching away on the dead flowers. About 15 feet from me.

I took a different path on my way back into the apartment.