Late night guests

You will have to take my word on this.

I know.  Sort of smacks of the story about the the big one that got away.

But seriously.

Having my camera at the ready at 9:30 pm as I’m coming home from working all day after leaving at 4:30 am just isn’t going to happen.  I can tell you that right now.

Plus, it was dark.

BUT ANYWAY…I try to drive the last little bit down to the house without my brights on and rather slow, cause you never know who you’re going to spook and what might come flying out of the trees (seriously..that was last Sunday night…gigantic owl soared down in front of me and off to the barn), galloping across the yard or sauntering down the road.

So I was meandering slowly past the front yard and Gracelyn’s room when two big dark shadows started galumphing along!!

A big momma moose and her calf from last year!  I stopped and watched them stop and watch me.  We all sort of hung out for a few minutes.  Then I decided that they weren’t going to flinch first and perhaps I should get the car in the garage and let them go on their merry way.  So I pulled on into the garage.  Then I got out and walked over to peer into the darkness on the other side of the little stream/pond that meanders behind the garage…nothing.  But then, my eyes are not my best feature…and I’ve not had a lot of carrots lately…so the only thing that clued me in to their presence was the “munch..munch..munch” I could hear.

So then, me being me, I tried to talk to them and get them to come a bit closer.

Which, in case noone has let you know this, is NOT what you want to do with a moose.  Especially a momma moose.  You think you shouldn’t get between a momma bear and her cubs.  A momma moose trumps a momma bear any day.  (Take that Sarah Palin.)

Ugh.  I did it.  Injected politics into a warm,  fuzzy, feel-good morsel.  Sorry.  Lots of nasty swirling around out there in the atmosphere.  I know we can’t let that touch our lives so much that it corrodes them.  But at the same time, I do think we need to be aware of the crazy, insane, asinine things that are being perpetrated.  Because that stuff coalesces and grows and eventually poisons our world.

That’s my struggle right now.

I have backed off on writing, because I’m trying to cleanse my brain.  Not sure how well I’m doing.  Sometimes this backfires and instead of cleansing I get that coalescing instead and before I know it, there’s a huge clump of junk stuck right in my cranium…maybe around the area of the amygdala.  And it begins to ooze ickiness.  So then I need to get it out.

I don’t know.  I figured for a while I need to write about sweetness and light.


SO…if I had a picture….this is where I’d put it.  Imagine with me two brown mooses (meese???) galumphing along in our front yard.


About madranchwife

Mother, Mad Ranchwife(as in--at times-- crazy, nutso, loco, off-my-rocker insane), Veterinarian, Physical Therapist, "Liberal, pinko, gay-loving, Subaru-driving Socialist" (as I've been called), proud to be a totally tree-huggin', climate change believin', granola girl environmentalist, ObamaGirl, Pro-Choice (don't even get me started here...), and in my younger days a feminist vegetarian as a result of time spent at CU Boulder (this lasted approximately 14 months, until all the Jimmy Buffett I was listening to caused me to crave a cheeseburger). #FindingMyVoice #ScienceMatters
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