As my husband was driving out of our property this morning, he texted me that he had sighted three coyotes on neighboring state land. Grabbing my camera that was already set up that morning photographing birds, I maneuvered the giant lens on it’s tripod onto the front porch and swung it southeast toward the movement. In the seconds it took me to get positioned, only one remained.
Coyotes are a hunted animal for how they prey on livestock and small domesticated and wild animals. The only interactions I have observed of them are out here in quiet mornings or evenings and always using the large tract of state land next to our property as a highway to their destination.
The way they move is always elusive and almost uneasy – as if they know there is no safety for them unless they remain unseen.
