New reader here. We have coyotes in our beautiful cemetery next door (Everett, MA) where I frequently take long walks. They never bother me; just glance and lope away, so I never bother them either. We hear them howl some nights (they yip in a high-pitched voice). I heard that meant they have made a kill but who really knows. My Siamese can't be bothered to care about the howling. I enjoyed the story, thanks.
Your writing goes straight to my heart. It touches what I believe is the true meaning and purpose of life.
Hanne, there she is again. The writer who has lived with us and written for us - and herself - all her life. The same poetic, fascinating
questions, and wisdom, about life. Proud of you, my daughter. ❤️
Hiya Hanne:
New reader here. We have coyotes in our beautiful cemetery next door (Everett, MA) where I frequently take long walks. They never bother me; just glance and lope away, so I never bother them either. We hear them howl some nights (they yip in a high-pitched voice). I heard that meant they have made a kill but who really knows. My Siamese can't be bothered to care about the howling. I enjoyed the story, thanks.