The next day we went back so Suzan could enjoy the view. It was a leisurely quarter mile and about midway across she noticed something delicately poised on the edge. It took some scrutiny -- it had weathered -- but eventually I recognized it as a post-dinner offering to the coyotes from two evenings earlier...the bone from the lamb I'd enjoyed. The Trickster had cleverly placed it for Suzan's discriminating eyes.
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