Coyote Neighbor

Good Mornin'

Well, another peach of a day; looks like. Cool, sunny and still.

Startin' to recuperate, from the grand escapade; Querque and back, one day. Might have ta re-think some a my habits and winter diet, but same thing happened last spring. Winter time, seems, I just eat whatever and as much as possible, keep the furnace crankin'. Things start ta warm up and the old carcass starts to wonder about a break; maybe some healthier fare and a little less caffeine. And, occurs to me, I might have to consider some kind a regular stretchin'; went to pull on somethin' yesterday and somethin' let go in my shoulder. Been tryin' to shake it off, since, but doggone if it don't smart. Too much computin' and correspondin', I say; not enough time, out and about, chorin' and playin' with ponies.

Anyway, little by little, we'll find a way. Is the nice side a writin' a smidge; I get ta remind myself of the bigger picture and a postive attitude. And, come ta think of it, I was rememberin' just that, other day. My heart teacher, so often remindin' me about patience and the certainty that things will change; "Things aren't goin' so good, wait a while; they'll get better. Things are great, wait a while; they'll go wrong.". And, I know that sounds funny, but it really helps me; just that clarity, that up and down, is the nature of things. My job, not to get stuck in the dump, good or bad, but to keep my eye on the long haul and opportunity I have to give and to grow and to walk with the timeless; should I, so incline.

And, truly, that helps! Seems to me that's the ultimate "jail house"; things gatherin' around and about, promisin', "this'll never change!". And, our heart starts bleedin' hope; THE MOST "vital" fluid. So, just to remember, "no, it's temporary", really, really does help.

And, I suppose that's the lesson of "Coyote"; "ya wanta make it out here, you WILL need all your wits and to use 'em wise!". And, if it's a little wisdom from an Elder, keeps me in the game, I'll take it.

Don't know if you've ever had a chance to really look at a coyote's eyes, but they are amazin'! One fall, few years back, a big stud dog was crossin' from the neighbors West over to our place, cross the county road, just north a the low gate. He sat down in the pasture, just this side of a thick and just looked out over the valley, me, the horses and dogs, all the goin's on, and I happened to have my bi-nocs. I was really quite amazed, seein' his face up close; talk about a "poker face", jimminy! Kinda smilin', which leant a squint to his eyes and an aire of non-chalance, but just behind the "aire", boy, was he aware, awake and alive; unbeleivable!

Have a great day!

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