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Coyotes

Being as this happened perhaps 30 plus years ago, I think the statute of limitations has run-out by now…

Two nights earlier my friend Dennis and I occupied much of the space of our small tent along with most of our backpacking equipment because the coyotes continually harassed us. Our long climb and downhill trek into the Golden Trout Wilderness had led us to the remote location next to the Kern River. The burbling water’s rushing rhythm would have otherwise been relaxing but I grew tired of the constant yapping and howling. I unzipped the tent opening, unzipped the fly over the vestibule and stuck my hand out. The shocking report echoes from my pistol as I blasted it into the nearby hill. It returned again and again. Then peace once again filled the night and we drifted off.

 Now, slumbering in the predawn hours, high in the mountain pass, someone starts to yodel at the top of their lungs as they hike along the trail. Dennis groans, “Icarus, pretend he’s a coyote.”

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Rituals

Morning sunlight streams through the cracked blinds; I bask in its warmth. Sitting in solitude before the craziness of daily activities begins, the steam from my coffee to clouds my face. Thinking not of commitments and responsibilities, moments like this are precious. I allow my mind to relax and create.

 

Blank Spot

Twenty years he had waited to return it. It was always in the back of his mind except when the opportunity to do so came along. It was as if a blank spot clouded his memory at each chance. Feelings of remorse at having waited so long, would they even remember? Would they want it? Had they given up on him? He knew it must be returned.

Without even a moment to think he picked up the phone and called them. As he punched in the number his hand waivered; miss-dialed. He started over, waited for the phone to ring. It rang once; he almost hung up. It rang again. The third ring; someone answered.

“Hello”

“Um, is Jason there?”

“Jason! Honey I haven’t heard from Jason in 20 years.”

Where were you on Black Friday?

                Black Friday: the day everyone waits in line to buy stuff for Christmas or mostly, get great deals, sort of, for themselves. Retailers feel it is the best indication of what their seasonal sales will look like. No question this the sales period each year that will either make or break a merchant. I’m told various things; that anywhere from 60 to 80% of all retail sales are made during this period each year. That is the lion share of sales. 

                UPS and FedEx do an incredible amount of extra package flying the last few months of each year. They call it peak season and it goes can go on for months following Christmas and the New Year in order to catch-up with back ordered merchandise sales. During this time period though, merchant sales are relatively low and if it wasn’t a good pre-Christmas season, many fail.

                I myself don’t go out to retail outlets on Black Friday. I don’t feel the need to battle the crowds and the sale price of whatever it is that I might want could more than likely be better at another time of the year. I can wait.