Wherever I go, there they are.
Sun bleached spinal cords.
Antelope legs of velvet, dirt in their hooves. What the mountain lion leaves behind. She was his meal.
Jawbones and teeth of a deer. Or a coyote. Blessed by the sun.
A ravens wing. A chipmunk's tail. The raven ate the chipmunk. But, who tangled with the raven?
A great blue heron on a rock on a prairie.
Woodpecker nests in a ponderosa pine.
Mountain lion scat.
And more feathers.
The land is wild. Alive!