If it's a moment in time, how come it feels so long?

[sovay]

Last night on a snow-salted suburban road I saw a deer bound suddenly through the splash of the headlights, followed a moment later by what must have been a pair of coyotes because it's been centuries since there were wolves in this part of the world. It was so folkloric, I expected to see riders the next moment, or the moon. After days of sleepless free-fall and headache it hurt to breathe through, I spent much of this afternoon unconscious, which was terrible for my exposure to daylight but produced vivid dreams only occasionally suggesting a surrealist facsimile of same, such as the second-story view onto a green quadrangle where a policeman was bleeding out milk. Hestia is trying to climb through my arms as I type in her best doctorly fashion. In nearly half a lifetime of chronic illness, I don't think I have ever felt this daily-basis bad.

Comments

[asakiyume]

Very very sorry for your daily baseline :(

But oh that vision. Amazing. And it really happened. A deer, coyotes.

[sovay]

But oh that vision. Amazing. And it really happened. A deer, coyotes.

It was heraldic!

*hugs*

[nineweaving]

"When they saw a falling star old women would say, 'Duke Aubrey has shot a roe.'"

*hugs*

Nine

[gwynnega]

Seeing the deer and coyotes must have been amazing.

I am sorry you've been feeling so lousy.

[sovay]

"When they saw a falling star old women would say, 'Duke Aubrey has shot a roe.'"

At this time of year I thought of the red sun, running from the dark.

*hugs*

[sovay]

Seeing the deer and coyotes must have been amazing.

It was! And my mother has reported the third sighting of a fox near the house, this time trotting down the driveway. We are hoping it dens safely through the winter and in the spring produces a litter of rabbit-hungry kits.

I am sorry you've been feeling so lousy.

Thank you. It just feels like everything is sleeplessness and doctors, which does not leave a lot of room left over for a life.

[thistleingrey]

Coyotes near me, too! One lives at a private high school (for the students' trash). Tiny housemate sniffs extra carefully some days during our slow walks.

[sovay]

Coyotes near me, too! One lives at a private high school (for the students' trash). Tiny housemate sniffs extra carefully some days during our slow walks.

I can imagine. I wonder what it smells like to her.

[princessofgeeks]

Wishing you recovery and rest!

[sovay]

Wishing you recovery and rest!

Thank you!

I approve

[jesse_the_k]

of nature programming in the city.

May you begin feeling a hell of a lot better, soon.

[aurumcalendula]

The deer and coyotes sound so cool!

*hugs*

Re: I approve

[sovay]

of nature programming in the city.

It makes me happy!

May you begin feeling a hell of a lot better, soon.

Thank you. Stabilizing me medically has turned out to be tricky and it feels unnecessary that it should be.

[sovay]

The deer and coyotes sound so cool!

They were amazing to see!

*hugs*

[vass]

I'm so sorry.

[nineweaving]

Ooh!

*hugs*

Nine

[foxmoth]

:support support:

[skygiants]

I hope your creatures were an omen of the good, majestic, and numinous to come

[sovay]

I'm so sorry.

*hugs*

[sovay]

:support support:

*hugs*

[sovay]

I hope your creatures were an omen of the good, majestic, and numinous to come

Thank you!

We lit tonight's candle for health.

[umadoshi]

*hugs tight*

[minoanmiss]

I wish I could at least magic up a square of sunlight for you to sleep in.

[sovay]

*hugs tight*

*hugs*

[sovay]

I wish I could at least magic up a square of sunlight for you to sleep in.

*purrs*

[moon_custafer]

the second-story view onto a green quadrangle where a policeman was bleeding out milk.

Sounds like you wandered into an unfinished John Lennon song there

[sovay]

Sounds like you wandered into an unfinished John Lennon song there

It looked like the late '60's. Even the color grain. It did not match anything I'd had on my mind before bed.

[davidgillon]

I forgot to mention anywhere that post-midnight last week I'd heard the thump that usually heralds a fox arriving in my garden (they can't quite clear the fence). So I stuck my head between the curtains to look for it and stood still for a couple of minutes, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness, spotting nothing and thinking maybe they were outbound. Then it occurred to me that there isn't actually a bush in the corner of the patio - the fox was sitting two feet from me and I hadn't noticed it in the dark.

[sovay]

Then it occurred to me that there isn't actually a bush in the corner of the patio - the fox was sitting two feet from me and I hadn't noticed it in the dark.

That's wonderful.

[a_reasonable_man]

I know this is a late comment, but I'm still thinking about how your headlights revealed "the running of the deer." I've only rarely seen any wild animal being hunted by another and never were the prey so large as this. I wonder if the hunters here were coywolves?

[sovay]

I know this is a late comment, but I'm still thinking about how your headlights revealed "the running of the deer."

Comments of any vintage are welcome! And I had not made that connection despite loving the carol: thank you. The sun did rise, after.

I've only rarely seen any wild animal being hunted by another and never were the prey so large as this. I wonder if the hunters here were coywolves?

I hadn't thought we had them, but apparently wolf hybrids are the only kind of coyote we have in New England. I had no idea. So, yes! They could have been!