Coyote in the rain. Heeler in the rain.
The sun is going down on things I thought I knew. For instance, I might need to start watering the snakes. I was two rooms away this morning when I heard Cowboy do his snake bark outside but I try to be prepared for surprises here on the human-wildlife interface. I keep various snake-removal tools …
The setting sun was starting to redden the mountain. I wasn’t doing much. In fact, I had dozed off on the living room couch, working a crossword puzzle and experiencing the predictable effects of pasta for lunch. I see the sort-of-wild horses of Placitas often but this one happened to drift by just as I …
While the curved-bill thrasher sat at the top of the juniper this morning, I thought of the Thoreau line “monarch of all I survey.” At first I was smug. Yeah, but I’ve got coffee, I told myself. Then I rethought my shallow human insights. The thrasher doesn’t need coffee to help him take in the …
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