Bert and I took off last week. It was only for an over-nighter but camping is always a good way to heal the soul. We just needed some time to think and feel, to say good by and to be with our good friend Nature.
The first thing we saw when we got to our camping site was a huge Bull Moose that we named Rock. The moose are in the process of rubbing off the velvet and it can look a little (well, a lot) bloody but as you will see, the process can be quite entertaining.
Rock hung around for about half an hour then off he went into the woods. Bert and I took a hike down to the lake where we saw two more bulls.
Sweet Burt sat so well. He waited about 10 feet from me while I took the following video. Yes, I am nuts
WE headed back to camp where we played "Throw something, anything Vickie". Bert would have played all night if I had been able to keep throwing, but my arm was wearing out after about half an hour.
After that we just watched the stars for hours. They were incredible as they filled the sky with their never ending show. We fell asleep under a blanket of stars.
Early the next morning we went hiking in a different area and were treated with yet another show of a young moose who spun and danced for us for an hour. There was another bigger bull just off to the left but this was the funnest video.
Fall is starting to appear and we were surrounded with beauty.
Our hearts were fed well on this short trip and although we miss the ones who pass before us terribly, we know that life still holds much joy for us.
When it was finally time to come home, we left with hope and joy.
And a little bit of melancholy.