Showing posts with label coyote. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coyote. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

The Day the COYOTES Came to Play

Just when you thought I'd abandoned my blog(s), here I am ... I'm back!
As I stood at the master bedroom window this morning, appreciating the abundance of Wisteria blooms on our vine {the one that's planted outside the breakfast nook that is now up to the 2nd story and draping our balcony off the Master - THAT glorious vine} ... something caught my eye.

WHOA. A coyote, at 8:45 am - in the misty remains of our morning - hunting just behind our "barn" {where the pumpkin truck lives}.

I called Mark to come up and we both took a good look with the binoculars, just enjoying the sight.


look closely ... there's TWO of 'em

And then - Coyote Number Two {the one we now call 'Wounded' ... you'll see why shortly} appeared. A PAIR. In broad daylight. Right there, out back. Within shouting distance. Whoa.

OUCHY ...


"Where's Rocky," I asked. Not to worry - he was at our heels, wondering what all the fuss was about.
I then took a run downstairs for the camera {Canon G9, in case anyone's wondering} and thank God, the pair was still there ... I got some shots before they moved over to a spot ... get this ... CLOSER to the balcony, so I could get even better photos. Whoa.
'LOCK THE DOORS and DON'T LET ROCKY OUT' ...
This pair proceeded to visit the very same woodpile that Rocky visits DAILY, seeking lizards. I now know what else he's seeking: the SOURCE of that SCENT they're leaving behind. You'll see.


Coyote at Rocky's fave woodpile ... which is positively teeming with Lizard Life

And then - get this. They drank from our MISTY BIRDBATH, one of three on the property. You'll see.




And then - one of them ran across our driveway, right over to our front lawn. Then changed his {her?} mind and the pair of them went down the driveway a bit ...
Moments later, a very large, very fast RABBIT came bounding up the drive, into sight -- shortly thereafter followed by two galloping coyotes, who lost the chase. Whoa.
WHAT A MORNING !!! my last shot of the AM was this, which I call 'Coyote in Camo' ...

Thank God for the blooming WISTERIA, eh ???