Monday, March 23, 2009

New Mexican dusk

The sun slips behind the Chiricahuas and the rig rocks in the wind. The only thing missing is the soft glow from a lantern and the lingering scent of kerosene.
I'm watching for the nightly arrival of the coyotes coming to reclaim their land.


smartz said...

I love the sound of coyotes. It's been years but they are almost a part of my dna.

Simple Recipes said...

the sound of the coyotes...a bit the picture and understand the rockin rig..with the wind that is???hahaha
love these word verifications before you post your comment???