Labrador Valley keeps awing me. One morning, I started out with some photographs of the creek. The autumn colors are glorious right now. I did nothing to "enhance" them in this photo. The colors are straight out of the camera.
As I stood by my tripod with Shyla lying next to me, I heard something from upstream. A bull moose was walking down the driveway like he was the king of the valley. When he saw us, he stopped in his tracks. I grabbed my tripod and Shyla's collar, and we climbed up the steep hill behind us. It's moose rut time, and bull moose are very unpredictable. Fortunately, this guy was very polite. He waited for us to settle down up on the hillside, and then he walked on the driveway below us.
He continued right past the house and into the meadow. Seeing him in the beautiful meadow was such a treat.
That was not all of the wildlife for that day. We also saw hawks and an owl. And, our first mountain lion sauntered through the valley, recorded by my trail cam. I'll share that footage before too long.It is such a special time of year. It's as if Mother Nature is having one last huge party before winter hits. I am so thankful that we are living here, soaking up all the beauty.