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square body

four hundred kilos

cow lifts her head, angular

stares at the car


long ears maneuvre

in all directions

no challenge

dewlap swings


cow returns to her business

prehensile lips

pulling leaves

and chokecherries



We saw this moose on the way to our cabin, about a kilometre along the road. She stared at us for a while, eyes and ears curious, but eventually she returned to her feeding.


All the berries are coming into ripe: chokecherries, blueberries and blackberries. At the cabin the blueberries are the largest and sweetest I have ever seen. Everywhere I picked showed evidence of an animal there before me. Not a moose. Perhaps a bear, not caring where he sat as long as he could scoop up those berries.


All my best, Jane 

Copyright August 2019

Written by jane tims

August 23, 2019 at 7:00 am

Posted in wild life

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