The coyotes have gone mad... every night, at least a dozen times after dark, we can hear them howling. Terrible sounds from both adult coyotes and their young ones. And they always sound so close, as if they're at the edge of our property or in the fields right across the road.
When the coyotes start howling, the dogs in the hills here also begin to bark, with our own Savannah being no exception. Her barking (roaring!) woke me up three times during the night, and with her final bark coming at five-thirty this morning, I just gave up and stayed up. I'm not one to take an afternoon nap, so I've been going and going ever since. Oh well. I got a lot done today.
Then there are the trains... which no longer have that soft and poignant whistle that drifts over and around the woods. Now the trains have a sound similar to that of an air-horn, only much louder. Are they kidding? Who needs such a blast between the hours of midnight and five o'clock in the morning? Our property is so far away from the railroad tracks, so I can only imagine how those sounds affect the people who live right near the train stations. Give us all a blessed break.
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