Close Encounters

I followed within a minute or two behind a wandering moose in search of tasty twigs, amidst the swirl of falling snow. While I have seen several within 50-100 feet, I was able to hear this one in the brush along the path. Yesterday, the colder temperatures brought out more moose, and I passed another within fishing rod distance, close enough to smell a delicious steak, I mean appreciate the beauty! His shoulders were hunched and his head lowered as he munched sugar coated branches. I bid him 'adieu' with a watchful eye.