Coyote

Saturday morning. Vincent spotted a four legged at the far end of the meadow. The three of us picked up binoculars and cameras and spent the next hour or so enjoying the beauty and the hunting skill of this female coyote.

She steps her way lightly over the crust of the snow, stopping, listening intently for activity under the snow; then the pounce. There is the lightest lift off and precision and force in her landing. Front paws breaking through the crust of snow. Another pounce of front legs and snout. Deeper into the snow. She is patient and still. All we can see of her at this point is her torso, hind legs and tail as she waits for the unfortunate vole under the snow. These first few photos show our girl, after the hunt; enjoying the fruits of her labour.

And off she goes. In search of another bite.

Across the creek and in amongst the willows. . .

Onward ever onward.