You were always with me, like a light from inside

[sovay]

A coyote crossed my path as I came home tonight from a ferocious amount of pre-Hanukkah shopping and cleaning with my parents. I don't know that I had ever seen one suburban-wild before. It had a low-slung back, a dark-tipped brush of a tail, its neat-trotting feet like a cat's in the headlights. It disappeared down a side street.

I think the solstice coyote is a good omen. A trickster at the door of the year. We make our own light, but it never hurts to have someone on your side who can steal it.

Comments

[pameladean]

Oh, how perfect! And what a perfect phrase: "A trickster at the door of the year."

We have coyotes galore in my city, but the only sign I've ever seen of one in our yard, which is a bit far from lakes, the major creek, and other bits of wildness, was the time the neighbor cat killed but did not eat four young rabbits, I buried them, and a more efficiency-minded creature dug them up and ate them for me. Raccoons might have been a possibility, but the scat said otherwise.

P.

[sovay]

Oh, how perfect! And what a perfect phrase: "A trickster at the door of the year."

Thank you!

I buried them, and a more efficiency-minded creature dug them up and ate them for me. Raccoons might have been a possibility, but the scat said otherwise.

You put them all in a convenient place!