Landscape of Attentiveness
“Coyotes move within a landscape of attentiveness. I have seen their eyes in the creosote bushes and among mesquite trees. They have watched me. And all the times that I saw no eyes, that I kept walking and never knew, there were still coyotes. When I have seen them trot away, when I have stepped from the floorboard of my truck, leaned on the door, and watched them as they watched me over their shoulders, I have been aware for that moment of how much more there is. Of how I have only seen only an instant of a broad and rich life.”Craig Childs
I was out checking on plant babies in the garden when I heard the ruckus of chipmunk noise alarming the rest of the forest of a predator nearby. I came in the house to grab my camera just in time to see her trope along the stone wall.
Coyotes, and she especially, are beautiful and you can not convince me otherwise. It is outrageously baffling to me the extent at which they are hated and hunted. Read the book Coyote America, and you will understand why they should be held in reverence.