Thursday, August 19, 2010
I listen for the coyotes too. Sometimes they will howl in the night. This sets off the neighborhood of dogs barking. I want the dogs to stop, so I can really hear the coyotes. Oh, it isn't that I am fond of the coyotes howling, there is something very frightening about that late night call they have. And it isn't that I'm really afraid, it is something else. Something I can't quite describe, maybe it is the wildness and seems somehow out of place in our daily life. Have we lost touch with that wildness in our world today? We have forgotten that wild things still live and they have adapted to our houses and fences and roads.
I know certain places I can always expect to see deer in the early mornings or evenings. They graze openly in fields and even yards. I once saw three deer at the side of someones house, eating the new growth leaves on a bush. I wondered if the people inside that house had a clue that the wild critters were so close.
Soon my mind is comforted by all of the night sounds, the insects, the owl, my husband and dogs and those wild sounding coyotes have created a lullaby that allows me to sleep ever so peacefully. Dreams find me in nature with the wild ones, I can talk to the animals and birds and they can talk to me. All this because I opened my window to the world last night.
Photos: a deer near homes in Yellow Springs, Ohio
a red-tailed hawk