A world without glasses

I’ve decided that one of the scariest things in life is walking around my neighborhood in the spring without my glasses. Now you would think that walking around my old Brooklyn neighborhood would win the prize in this category. But until you’ve accidentally run into a moose and her calf, you really don’t know what heart stopping fear is. Of course, if my dogs would bark half as much at the moose as they do at my neighbors, I’d have some early warning. But no, they just lift their heads a bit and sniff the air and I’m supposed to figure out that means danger is close by.  Since I can’t see much without the glasses, I pretty much have to be on top of the moose before I realize the big, dark thing in from of me is moving so It’s probably not a tree.

Thank god I get my glasses today.