Evidence To The Contrary

I saw them again this morning. Just the mama moose this time, with her twins.

The young ones searched the parched earth for any last stubbles of life, under the watchful eye of their mother, in their quest to gain as much weight as possible before likely being left to fend for themselves this winter. Emma and I were on a mountain run a ways from the barn, and I kept her close so she wouldn’t inspire the cow to charge. The bull was already gone… a friend said he’d seen the male with the massive rack a couple of canyons over, while he was on a recent twilight scout for an elk herd.