I opened the door last night to find a young moose calf just off my deck looking up at me. It then quickly ran off towards its mother, who was munching down some fireweed. The calf stood in the stand of fireweed for a while peering over the blossoms at me. The mother moose didn’t pay me any attention at all, which eased the calf’s nerves a bit, and allowed me to go back inside for the camera. The calf didn’t want to hang around too much longer, so mom grudgingly left the tasty fireweed and followed the calf into the trees.
The picture was taken at midnight, which explains why it is so dark. I hate it when we turn the corner & start losing daylight.