I set out at 5:15 am.
The first thing to cross my path, to lope across the road, was a coyote. It was the size of a fawn but sturdier in the chest, and though it long legs like a fawn, its gait was smoother and more liquid, and it had a long coyote tail, and erect, triangular coyote ears.
Every time I see coyotes I am surprised how much bigger they are than foxes. Much, much more like wolves.
The second thing to cross the road, streaming silently, was mist
(Meanwhile, the sun was quietly rising)
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Published on May 31, 2013 03:43