The aspen meadow in front of the cabin is starting to show signs of fall, with some plants starting to brown and die. It's always sad for me to know that we won't be going up there much longer. We shut the cabin down the end of September. When I was out walking the dog early on Saturday, I looked up and saw a coyote sitting in the meadow, we were eye-balling each other and Mollie, the dog, did not see or smell the coyote, thank goodness. I snapped a couple pictures, of course. I believe we had coyote scat on the cabin porch, too. It reminds you that we are in the wild up there.
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