Sunday, March 08, 2009


Early one morning a huge pair of coyotes moved silently through the backyard. If I hadn’t happened to be washing my paint brushes at that very moment I would never had known they were here. I attempted to take a photo of their unearthly presence but the darkness swallowed those sleekly moving shapes as quickly as they had appeared, leaving only these very large tracks as evidence of their dreamlike passing:

I know beyond seeing these tracks that they are out there, as I’ve often heard their mournful call, but seeing and hearing are two very different experiences when it comes to these mysterious creatures.

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