Jeff Schmerker
Here, moosey moosey moosey
This place smacks of moose territory: a break in the forest, boggy ground, a stream running through it, and plenty of head-high dogwood. We found a shady spot on the edge of the forest with a good view, and sat. And sat. And sat. Cooper asked, 'But where is the moose?' Good question, kid. We sat some more. Soon it was too hot, and everyone was fidgeting, and we called it quits. You can name your meadow whatever you want, but show me the moose! As a consolation prize, we watched trout snap grasshoppers and found an abandoned cabin.
