A blurry coyote. Sometimes — just sometimes — this is how I think the world sees me. And sometimes — just sometimes — this is how I see the world.
If I had just been able to hold my camera still enough to get a clear picture . . . but that, too, is sometimes how our efforts turn out: blurred when we thought we were being steady. The good news: I feel lucky to get the photo, blurs and all.
This coyote was in our back pasture early one morning. It was after sunrise but on a grey, cloudy day. I took one step towards him in hopes of getting a better photo and off he ran.
These are some serious seed pods, but I don’t know the plant.
Monday Up Close