Sunday, August 23, 2009

Howling wolves, shooting stars, and calling loons.

Friday night, we crossed the lake to put the kids to bed. With no moon, the starts were brilliant. We crossed on a glassy lake, saw satellites moving through the sky, the milky way and shooting stars. When we reached the dock, we heard loons calling each other from distant bays and the faint but distinct howling of wolves behind our cabin. For 45 minutes, we could hear about a dozen wolves yipping, howling and running around. Between busy periods of howling, we would howl to the wolves and they would return with a chorus of yips, and other excited howls.

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