No home
I live on the complete outskirts of a big city. My husband and I chose this location specifically because it is just far enough away that certain people cannot just ‘drop by’ because they’re ‘in the neighborhood’. OK, really that’s not the big reason, but it is a good one… The real reason is that we have a gorgeous view of the mountains near our house, and there is open desert everywhere. At least there used to be.
In the three years we’ve had our house, we’ve watched the desert within 1 mile of our house give way to: houses, a church, a private school, a CVS (boo!), and an entire shopping complex. Every time I drove home from work and there was another piece of beautiful desert gone, I’d cry. (I know, my husband thinks I’m insane for this too…)
Last night, as I was driving home late from school, I came up to the brand new intersection by my house, with two lanes going each direction, and an actual stop light. Then I saw something small running through the middle of the intersection. It seemed to stop and look around as if it was trying to find something. As I got closer I realized it was a beautiful coyote. It seems the last bit of his home has disappeared. I think it is just about the saddest thing I’ve ever seen.
*sniff* =(