Everyone I have talked to during the past week has felt the same way as I regarding the last vestige of summer...ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! All last week, night temperatures have been too warm ...in the ninety to one hundred degree category at bedtime. Most Borregans will agree that when nights are cooler, daytime temperatures don't don't make much difference at all ( unless you have to work outside ).
Last night, however, was different. We decided we hated the soft slurp - slurp sound of the swamp cooler and turned off the switch, opened all doors and windows and prepared to sweat it out. What met us was a most outstanding silence...and, as we listened, a soft sound from afar. Had we turned off the radio? Was the television still on? Was someone talking? As we listened, we recognized the sound ...far off coyotes en concerti... the wavering lead tremolo rising to the skies to be then joined by harmonious music of the chorus.
This coyote music differs from the frantic yap- yapping of the chase or the conversational greetings and positional quests we often hear. This was a timeless statement of being and belonging in this place and in this time!
It is an old superstition that when coyotes "sing" it means rain is soon to follow. Last night, the coyotes did certainly sing! Instead of rain, though, we'll just settle for cooler nights!
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