PBP: of mountains, meadows, marshes and
MOOSE! Or as my mother’s cousin likes to say “MEESE”! (Plural of goose is geese so…)
Sometimes being Pagan can just mean enjoying the outdoors, living in the moment…even if that moment is hot, dry and buggy. (I’ve never seen so many bugs in one place…flies, mosquitoes, horseflies, mosquitoes, butterflies, mosquitoes, moths, mosquitoes, etc.) I did get almost two items crossed off my “I want to see in the wild” list: a fawn with its spots (no pic as I was too busy watching to think to grab the camera…mama was pretty nervous about us) and bull moose (I got to see two of them…they were in velvet instead of sporting their full racks…so only a partial check). Below is the better pictures of our trip…
Oooh stunning landscapes there – very nice too!
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