adn.com has a story about golfing in Alaska, titled, Bears and moose are par for the course in Anchorage golfing.
I wake up at 3:40am, hearing something dripping. I follow the sound around the new apartment until I find that it’s coming from the refrigerator. Looking around, I don’t see any water on the floor, inside the refrigerator compartment, or in the freezer. My guess is that this is what it sounds like when it defrosts. I have a sip of water and go back to bed.
I wake up some time later. It’s bright, so I don’t want to open my eyes. I’m enjoying a comfortable rest, and the pillow and sheets smell fresh and clean.
Why is it so bright? I haven’t been here long, but I know that the Sun rises on the other side of the building, and my bedroom only get indirect light in the morning.
Without moving my body, I open my eyes and look around. I see enough to know that I’m in a hospital.
I recently read that moose tend to attack dogs, and therefore people with dogs, because they look at dogs as a potential predator. Given that background, here’s a nice story on adn.com about a person and their dog in Alaska.
Meanwhile, in Alaska ... a moose at a McDonald’s. (Image from this pinterest page.)
A little moose eating a tree, Wasilla, Alaska.
Diary entry from January, 18, 2011, Wasilla, Alaska: While on a walk this morning I came across a large moose. It was just standing there, eating a tree. I didn‘t bother it, and it didn‘t bother me.
From “Winter Solstice Day, 2011,” two moose working things out in Palmer, Alaska.
A “fake oil painting” I made of a moose enjoying a pumpkin on someone’s porch in Anchorage, Alaska. See the original photo, and several more, at this Halloween in Anchorage slideshow on adn.com.
(I cropped the image, bumped up the colors, and created the “oil painting” effect in Gimp. I added the feathered border with a Mac app named EasyFrame.)
I don’t mean to brag, but if you have the mug ...