No sooner had I finished blogging last night on simple gifts living in the country afford and turned off the computer did my husband and I hear a chorus of howling coming from outside. We were sitting in the library with the window open and I gave him a puzzled look. Unfazed, he looked up at me nonchalantly and said "Coyotes." and looked back down at his work. He is a born and bred country boy.
As long as the coyotes stay away from my chickens and ducks I'll be fine.