Wednesday, October 25, 2017

talking with a coyote

yesterday was another weirdly warm day,
 too warm for jeans.
after supper while i was doing some fabric reclamation 
picking some really bad embroidery out of a piece of linen
to make paper with.
i heard them,
the coyote family i've been paying attention to all year.
i went out on my porch to listen, marveling at the warm evening
(and still pissed off about picking up a tick in it
in my YARD)
the family was spread out, some responding from pretty far off and then one howled
just across the road in the brush by my neighbors house, a young one!
then it barked. barked again. so i barked. quiet, then another bark. i barked.
and an exchange ensued, coyote kid and crone in training barking. 
i don't speak coyote, but i have been listening all year,
and i've never heard a single coyote bark for so long,
responding to my cadence and short barks,
so i know there was reciprocation. 
i finally stopped, afraid that that one's curiosity might tempt it across the road
which would not be good. 
my heart sang, or rather barked, all night long.
two books are brewing
a loom book and a landscape book.
loom book dummy:
it's blurry, but:

                                    and now to build a bigger and better loom book
                                              and see what my needle weaves.


jude said...

the thread that runs through it! i love it. this is stunning.

Velma Bolyard said...

jude, thank, i'm on the edge of something.

Mo Crow said...

love how you are so in tune with your land & your book is a beauty

kath said...

I just left our farm in Washington County NY for my birth state of Texas, where I have not lived for 45 years. An adjustment is taking place, not very comfortable. But I have seen goldenrod in the fields, and there is prickly pear in abundance, and other treasures yet unfound lurking everywhere, I am sure.

The loom book is inspired, and I cannot wait to see where you go with it.

I just re-found your blog after first seeing it a couple of years ago (maybe?)and just wanted to say thanks for keeping it and reminding me of something left behind.

grace Forrest~Maestas said...

the last photograph...breathtaking....just otherworldly in its Beauty

Velma Bolyard said...

mo, i love this place, and thank you, it's a good start.
kath, welcome back, and i can't imagine returning to texas after of luck as you do this.
grace, thanks, the morning sunlight was playful and happy today.

Sue McQ said... the dancing threads running thru the tiny booklet.

Velma Bolyard said...

sue, me, too, thanks for letting me know!

Anonymous said...

Song dogs. I love them.

Stephanie Rost said...

(I didn't mean to be anonymous... :-) )

Velma Bolyard said...

stephanie, thanks for that and for loving the pups!

Hazel said...

You are a wild thing, & your book is alive!

Velma Bolyard said...

hazel, i'll eat you up, gRRRRR! and aren't all good books alive?

Fiona Dempster said...

Like being a coyote whisperer? I love the book and it’s images - they make my heart sing (but not howl!!!)

Velma Bolyard said...

fiona, i often speak in english to animals if i have the chance. but i've not barked with coyote until now!

Suzanna said...

I love this book, its very self and shadows...

Velma Bolyard said...

suzanna, thank you, it's the start of something interesting

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