Last winter I discovered a moose in our yard–right in our
yard–in a tree ( There’s a Moose on the Loose ) and I thought
you might like to see what he looks like in springtime.
Here he is—see him? And he now has antlers!—green branches have
sprouted out. Seems content, doesn’t he?
(click to enlarge)
And in his honor, I have found some MOOSE BUTTONS you might
like to see–and look for for your own collection:
First one is my favorite—it’s about an inch in diameter—and is
applied metal on metal.
(click to enlarge)
Yikes–you’re thinking–if that’s her favorite, it’s going to be a
long slog here—but hang in there. I have a little treat for you at
The next pair is known in the button world as a mother and daughter.
Same button, different sizes. These are brass colored.
Here is a pair of standing moose—walking westward . . .
And another standing fellow– he is
“thinking about” heading west . . .but
the most interesting thing about this
picture is the dots on the playing card
that look like silvered color cones
Here is an eye-catcher—nice embossed moose on
plain silvered plate
LAST button–I’m on thin ice here because it might be a
running deer instead of a moose—also heading west–what
IS it with the western profile? Anyway, this is a button that
is on the( Old Framed Button Art )–remember that?
And here is your treat . . .
I’ll end by quoting a bit of Elizabeth Bishop’s poem “The Moose”:
“From narrow provinces
of fish and bread and tea,
home of the long tides
where the bay leaves the sea
twice a day and takes
the herrings long rides,
…Through late afternoon
a bus journeys west . . .
an old conversation–not concerning us,
but recognizable, somewhere,
back in the bus . . .
Now, it’s all right now
even to fall asleep . . .
–Suddenly the bus driver
stops with a jolt,
turns off the lights.
A moose has come out of
the impenetrable wood
and stands there, looms, rather,
in the middle of the road.
It approaches; it sniffs at
the bus’s hot hood.
high as a church,
homely as a house
(or, safe as houses). . .”