sunset coyotes
The Holga 120N still holds me under her spell.
Last week, while standing alone in a snowy pasture at sunset, hoping to capture the inner essence of the the Dipsacus Fullonum [aka.: dried weeds] I noticed 2 coyotes racing towards a baby cow (its calving season in these here parts). As my heart began to palpitate in its oh so predictable girlie way, I tried to console myself with images of the fuzzy baby coyotes yelping for dinner back in the den… it wasn’t working.
Next -- the big black mommy cow lurched forward between the coyotes and the calf who was now holding very still, lying low, hunkered down in the weeds & obviously understanding the urgency of the situation. For the next several minutes I watched a very tense standoff between mommy cow and the 2 ravenous Canis Latrans. Each step the coyotes took was blocked by the lumbering bovine.
Finally, the coyotes got discouraged and sauntered into the sunset. The heifer watched them disappear over the horizon. When she was convinced the danger had abated, she turned back, took a couple steps to her baby, licked him all over and resumed grazing. The cutest part came next, the baby jumped up and began frolicking, kicking and cantering circles all around the ever so docile herd…I could almost hear him sing the, “I’m alive! I’m alive! I'm alive! Hey everyone, did you see my big tough mommy chase off those mean old doggies?!”
As I walked back to the car I noticed how quiet the evening was and yet I felt the earth speaking to me loud and clear…
Last week, while standing alone in a snowy pasture at sunset, hoping to capture the inner essence of the the Dipsacus Fullonum [aka.: dried weeds] I noticed 2 coyotes racing towards a baby cow (its calving season in these here parts). As my heart began to palpitate in its oh so predictable girlie way, I tried to console myself with images of the fuzzy baby coyotes yelping for dinner back in the den… it wasn’t working.
Next -- the big black mommy cow lurched forward between the coyotes and the calf who was now holding very still, lying low, hunkered down in the weeds & obviously understanding the urgency of the situation. For the next several minutes I watched a very tense standoff between mommy cow and the 2 ravenous Canis Latrans. Each step the coyotes took was blocked by the lumbering bovine.
Finally, the coyotes got discouraged and sauntered into the sunset. The heifer watched them disappear over the horizon. When she was convinced the danger had abated, she turned back, took a couple steps to her baby, licked him all over and resumed grazing. The cutest part came next, the baby jumped up and began frolicking, kicking and cantering circles all around the ever so docile herd…I could almost hear him sing the, “I’m alive! I’m alive! I'm alive! Hey everyone, did you see my big tough mommy chase off those mean old doggies?!”
As I walked back to the car I noticed how quiet the evening was and yet I felt the earth speaking to me loud and clear…
posted by laurissa vibhuti at 7:50 PM
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