And then, a hawk came flying across the field sooo, sooo slowly, working a zig-zag pattern against the wind no more than 3 or 4 feet above the ground. I mean, I could of walked across that field faster. Finally it saw what it thought it wanted, and hit the ground coming up with a big rat, flew another 40 or 50 feet or so, and dropped it. Rather than going back, it just continued on it's low and slow "stalk" across the field and out of sight. Made me wonder if the rat bit the hawks feet, or if the hawk "just didn't feel like having rat again"?
Maybe a minute or two later, just down the field on the opposite side of me a coyote appeared and was curiously trotting towards the center. It was amazing to see how its coat blended in so perfectly, even though it wasn't an exact color match with it's background. A truck rolled by on the boardering road, and I saw the smoothest disappearing act of my life as the coyote ducked behind a very small clump of dead grass, and was as good as gone. Never to be seen by my eyes again, well... for that day at least.
3 comments:
Wow, that is so awesome Teddy! I don't think I've ever seen a coyote before, which is a very sad thing indeed.
Thanks for sharing what you saw. I like hearing little snippets of your life.
Hope all is well :)
Teddy! Thanks for sharing these simple and exquisite wildlife moments. Most humans now days are oblivious. I want to learn to notice.
Will you write more of your observations?
I'm canning applesauce - you want some?
Aw Teddy! Why don't you write more often? Your way with words reminds me of a cross between Henry David Thoreau and Donald Hall :) Do delight us some more...
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