And he’s a boy!
Arrived into the outside world 3am, Monday 23rd August.
Adventuring will resume once I’m feeling a bit more mobile. Right now even the walk to the mailbox is more than I can handle (I got most of the way there, then decided I was close enough and headed for home… it’s probably a whole 100 metres or so after all).
So life is getting a bit less comfortable. The moosling is at 40 weeks today, so has hit the official due date (unless you go by scans, which put it at a few days later… either way, moosling arrival is impending). And I can’t walk around much, or get comfortable, so in the meantime, I wait. It could be today, or could be another couple of weeks…
A side-effect of not knowing whether the impending moosling will be a girl or a boy, is that I’ve ended up with a whole bunch of white clothes. And now I’ve finished work, I’ve had a lot of time on my hands (especially as my pelvic ligaments are too sore to let me walk very far). So I’ve been busy turning these:
Into these:
Dyeing fabric is every so much fun, now I just want to dye everything in the house – and the dyes I got created really good bright colours that shouldn’t wash out… well I’ve already washed them with white things, and the whites are still white… until I dye them too.
And then using stencils:
To make these:
Why yes, I am having fun getting all crafty. It’s been a while.
Well on the plus side, we ended up seeing five mooses (FIVE!), but I didn’t get any photos of them, as we were driving around right on dusk. I’m lacking a zoom lens, so they would have been exciting photos of dark brown blobs.
For the record, there were three hanging out by Engadine Lodge (one solitary one off to the far side of the meadow, and another couple that galloped across to the swampy lake barely a minute after we arrived), then another couple just by one of the Spray Lakes bridges.
But look, I did get a photo of the last of the light disappearing over the lakes as we were driving home. Which is nearly as exciting as a moose.
