The changing scene

They say that Coyote is "The Trickster." Today, he was up to his tricks, hunting ground squirrels in the deep hay just in front of the house.

He has been playing a few good tricks this summer. For example, he brought on a very heavy band of rainfall that has left the hay as deep as it has ever been. He brought some Hawaiian-kine rainbows to the hills of Colorado. Incidentally, the "pot of gold" is just about where the coyote was standing when I took his picture.

And the worst trick of all, he made me grow another year older while I was spending the summer in Colorado. But then, it's all in how you look at it. I'll always be a "child." We even played "Pin the Tail on the Donkey" for my birthday!

Cheers, everyone. Hope you're staying as young as I am!

Oh, yeah. One more picture. I should have posted this one down below when I was blogging about Taos, but forgot. The trickster, and the picture of Ken, reminded me of shamanism. This fellow is shaman from Taos Pueblo. His eagle-feather fans start at $10,000 ... a matter of supply and demand, since only native-americans are allowed to collect eagle feathers, and he has to provide documentation so that the feathers can be traced back to their point of origin.

Peace, Don