The dishes had to wait. I glanced out my Dad's kitchen window, through the evergreen branches, and caught a glimpse of two moose in the field behind his place. I grabbed my camera, took a quick look, and determined that it was two bull moose that I was looking at.

It took about 5 minutes to get outside to find a good vantage point for a few pictures. Okay, more than a few; 67 to be exact.

This was the second time in two months that I saw two bull moose together. The first was on Weed Creek where it flows under Highway 39. There was an oversized load in front of me so traffic was slow. I glanced to the north and saw two huge bulls sparring on top of the ice. They pushed back and forth, sliding from one bank to the other. There was no opportunity to stop so the only image I have is in my head. 

This was a prime opportunity to watch so I found a spot where they couldn't see me. It wasn't long before the tussle began. I was a good distance away from the two but I could hear the clash of their antlers. After about ten minutes they went their separate ways and the show was over. That meant back to the dishes for me.

This opportunity was quite the treat! There have been more and more wildlife sightings of late in that area. I've seen a fox run through his yard, huge flocks of waxwings in the same field where the moose were and deer grazing across the road.

You just never know when nature will surprise you!