The family went camping at Mount Moose that summer. They couldn’t actually camp on the protected site itself, but they found a campground overlooking the famous natural feature.
While Papa and the older kids set up the tents, Mama walked the youngest over to the viewing area.
“Mommy, that moose is huge!” said Clara, age eight.
“Don’t be silly, darling. It’s just a funny shaped mountain. Those are just trees and rocks. But it does look like a moose if you use your imagination.”
Mama couldn’t see it, but the forest guardian, The Great Moose, winked one giant, bouldery eye.