Low clouds reflecting the distant city lights gave the mountain a soft illumination last night as I entered into nightly dance , an intruder in the undercover ritual.
Night hike in the desert. I am Awe filled! The grandness , The quietude, broken by the whisper of owl's wing, the scurrying of unseen low creatures....then the shining eyes, the prowlers twitch, the distant howls .....and the countless unseen Watchers.
Then ....I let fear work in this thought.
I wonder how far away a pack of coyotes can smell fear? The cougar, rabid bobcat, the recently relocated and angry gang of packrats. Wimp that I am. Walk quickly the rest of the way.
I'll try again this evening.