Sunday, February 28, 2010
Coyote
A coyote drifted through the woods just at the treeline of the back yard yesterday morning. He was a large one, shaggy winter coat just the color of the tree trunks and dead grasses he slipped through. It was a lucky glance in the right direction that caught him--he was silent and almost invisible. I could hardly get the words out: "There's a...in the trees, there's a...dog-thing..." A few seconds later, he was gone, melted into the woods. Gone like someone turned off a coyote-switch and he simply evaporated. No time to take a picture, so I'm left with just a memory of the grey-brown fur and the wary eyes.
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I just got back from watching NYC's own Central Park coyote in the dark. Coyotes are like ghost dogs, swift and silent as they trot along. This one is living free in a 4-acre Nature Sanctuary partially surrounded by water. It's iced over still, and he spends a fair amount of time out on the ice. Very shy, which bodes well for his continued existence in the metropolis. He disappears out of sight at loud noises or the sight of too many people.
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of a coyote living in Central Park, and I've been reading your entries about him with great interest.
ReplyDeleteI suspect that mine hangs out in my woods, so I hope that my wanderings don't scare him right into the yard of someone who keeps a shotgun by the door for "varmint control."
Joy-What a wonderful blog. Your writing is a pleasure to read, and the pictures are just excellent. I've got you marked, and I'll be back. Love your post on the woodpeckers-much better pictures than mine. Regards, Diane Tucker
ReplyDeleteDiane, thank you. The pictures of the woodpeckers are beautiful, aren't they? I only wish that I'd taken them. I enjoy your blog also, and I plan to be a frequent visitor.
ReplyDeleteI'm loving your blog!
ReplyDeleteAnd coyotes...ah. What amazing creatures. I have a hybrid dog that is a rescue animal, so I don't know if he' part wolf or part coyote, but he is the sweetest shyest animal and I learn so much from observing life through his wary eyes and spirit.
Thank you for this, thank you for stopping by the Virtual Tea House, and I'm so sorry your friend the weeping willow was cut down by unwitting folk...
You didn't need to get a photo, Joy. Your description is magical and perfect. What a delight it must have been to catch a glimpse of the shadowy figure.
ReplyDeleteBeth P., I love that you have a rescue critter. They have so much to offer.
ReplyDeletejason, thanks for your kind words. Your writing is so wonderful, it means a lot.