The Coyote
His hard
features were solidly canine. He
appeared young – though it’s hard to gauge a coyote’s age when the best glimpse
usually offered is at best a brownish grey brush of speed against a distracted
mind. The sky above one of numerous
unnamed ridges in the Mohawk watershed had been clearly inpatient with the fall
offerings—once deciding on rain, then wind, then silence, then opening the
valley below to evaluate. Pecos, Tara
and I were finally on the descent with the horse clearly acknowledging the
halfway point by infusing a new interest in the obvious sane turn toward the
barn. Tara, in her predictable dog way, merely
looked up briefly and just continued to move down the abandoned logging road though
ready to disregard her priorities at the slightest shift of the reigns.
In my mind –
he just suddenly appeared – though it’s more likely he had his eye on us for
some time and simply ventured out onto the old road when he decided that we had
enough legs between us that we had to be some sort of relative. It went on that way; the coyote following far
behind, then moving close enough for me to see some sort of question radiating
from his eyes and ears – then he would fall back again, appearing to be content
with the unspoken answer. Tara,
unconcerned with the arrival of the distant relative in the rear – continued to
press on out front. Mile after mile!
Once or
twice I saw him lean into what I can only say appeared to be a floating sprint,
up an overgrown spur, silently —disregarding the downed trees and washed out
road as if he were only a poem of himself with the words spread like dust too
far behind to collect! Then, there he
was again, behind – alert, engaged, but still private in his intentions.
We gathered
briefly at the junction near the valley floor.
Tara moved left toward the twisted route back. The coyote paused briefly to consider his
options – then glided over a snag near the road and was gone. There was no formal goodbye – just the sense
that something important had happened on a day not otherwise taken!
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