For my outdoor wanderings, I almost always go to a natural area near my home in central west Lawrence. It’s not the nicest of areas; there’s litter, and the woods is full of invasive honeysuckle (which really changes the character of a forest). But I can walk there, which means that whatever I observe and experience teaches me something about my neighborhood.
Lately, I’ve been heading in that direction even when I’m going out for a stress-relieving power walk. Who knows what I might learn, even when my mind is a million miles away? And tonight, under a yellow, rumbling sky, I spotted a coyote. I didn’t get a great view, but it was enough. Enough to know that it was a coyote, enough to make my day, enough to keep me coming back.
So I will go to bed tonight knowing, firsthand, that this coyote and I share a territory. Doesn’t that make the world a better place?