A Moose that is a part of what makes up a common thread.

Why think about a Moose in Idaho while in Korea.
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I have thought a little about this the last couple of days. It was news from a part of the family I don't hear a lot from. Even so I had been in Korea for about a week. In spite of the fact that many of our pictures of Korea show buildings what really hit us was the "Green". Hard to imagine the weather man whining about no rain. The many many hills just reminds us of the great hills in our part of the world. The next blog I do will be done from my home computer. It was Marta in Chubback Idaho that yesterday sent me a story about finding a Moose in her yard. We enjoyed thinking about her experience and it made me remember several experiences with the "Moose" over the years. One in our front yard. One or two up canyons. It is interesting how exciting running into a wild animal can be. One time I was running up East Canyon early in the morning. We went around a corner and came face to face, it seemed, with a Moose at least as big as this one. What the heck for this story I am just sure it was twice as tall. The Moose looked like it wanted to come over and trample us. We found a different direction quick. I recall a Bobcat sitting on a running trail one day. The Bobcat had a face like a pet cat. Except of the fact that it was much bigger. It was spring and the bobcat was hairy. It had long hairs hanging down from it's face. I was running when I came on this bobcat and continued to do so. Lots of snakes. We used to find some big snakes in our back yard. I beat a few to death with a shovel. I actually took a couple by hand and walked them down the road and let them go. Never bumped into a bear but I had a running associates who did, big time.
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What is pretty about the world is really the color and the texture and the common thread you find in lands close by, in your back yard, and far away.
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The sky is still blue in all these places but a little different sort of blue. In Korea it has been a little gray with a lot of rain and moisture in the air. The lands is still green in places that indeed are far away but very different. The clouds are white but seem different, if that is really possible. People really seem the same and then again the differences never end. A Moose is a Moose but folks just are fascinating. Korea is a place to be proud to be from.
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We will see if VJ still reads this blog. If so I would invite her to pass the connection on to Marta if she wants.