What A Morning!

Well, this is how it started -- nice, muted, fluffy clouds in soft pastel colors against the clear blue sky. I would have been happy with just this. In fact, I was.


But then, as I snapped away at the various permutations of clouds and colors, the sky to the east began to do its Fire Dance. I just love it when this happens.


After taking the weather and gathering my bank for today's -- my Friday -- activities, I was greeted with this spectacular lighting of the mountain just above my place. Full on yellow! I was amazed.


Then the fun started. About a week or so ago, I was informed that some Term positions on the Trail Crew at Acadia would be making their appearance on the job listings, so I busied myself in the early hours spiffing up my resume. While rapt in thought over just how much fiction I could embroider into it, I heard this clopping sound outside my window on the incoming lane side. I looked over and Wo!!! There was an elk! What the . . . ? I'd heard elk bugling last season while talking with my co-worker, Jim, on our "back porch" but I'd never seen one of these beasts here in the park before. What a coup!


Needless to say, traffic was sketchy during this time. Eventually, the elk trotted along beside this pickup (it had been molesting the driver for food at the picnic area just down the hill) and eventually I had to call in the Rangers to come and remove him -- or her -- from the roadway, lest it be damaged in some way. What a remarkable day! Does anybody remember Northern Exposure? The similarity was just too close.