I live near a hamlet where a TV series called Northern Exposure was once filmed.
I rarely watched the show, but I know the opening credits featured a moose wandering down main street. Until today, I'd never seen one myself, but early this morning a moose walked out in front of my SUV in the hamlet and stared at me as I screeched to a halt in front him.
He was... stunning, and when he turned and slowly ambled off down the road as though he owned it, I decided it was a sign
of good luck. I know. I know. He's a lot bigger than a dragonfly, but I'm okay with that.