Daily Archives: June 7, 2012

Hubby moose called – I figured he had forgotten something at the store and wanted to let me know. Instead I heard a hushed voice “there’s a mama moose and twins eating dandies in the front yard.”

Oooooooh goodie! I grabbed the camera and went through the garage, opening the door very quietly. I could see hubby moose sitting in his rig in front of the neighbors house. He would wait to come into our driveway, not wanting to scare the babies off and make mama mad – thus allowing me plenty of time to shoot away.

I have a video posted on facebook for those who know how to find me there. It is too large to put here (silly word press) – so I’ll share a couple of pics. Such cute little redheads. Likely the same ones we spotted Sunday after church.


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Couldn’t you just pick em up and hug em?

NO!!! Sillies! As cute as they are, they are WILDlife. We don’t mess with the wildlife. We take PICTURES, but we don’t mess with em. That can lead to disastrous situations. When I leave each morning for work I check to the right and left before exiting the garage. Many Alaskans have had to call their workplaces to say they were going to be late due to moose – or bear – in the driveway, or yard, or roadway. We have to wait until they are done doing whatever they’re doing to go about our merry way. And, trust me – these critters take their sweet time.
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But, then, so do we. Remember, I live in Alaska – I make my own fun.

Junie and Brad had been dancing like this for weeks.

“Brad, this has got to st…”

“Junie, you are driving me cra…”

The office grew quiet, keyboards silent. Even an outsider could hear the intake of breath – could feel the tension between these two.

Then, the phone would ring – sucking the life back into the room. Brad and Junie separated.

Amy met Junie at the coffee maker. “You’ve got to let him off the hook, Junie. Otherwise you’re the office tease. You want to be known as Monica or Lorena?”

“Amy! Stop! I’m a married woman. I can’t be either!”
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There’s an elephant in Lance’s room and he has challenged us to write 100 words about it using Damien Rice’s song Elephant as our jumping off place.

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