The Devilish Coyote

The coyote is a symbol in Native American culture in many creation stories always playing the central role as hero, creationist, or devious trickster.  Some of the traits of the coyote are similar to many human faults that we all can relate too from lust to greed. The coyote is a reminder that not all living things can be trusted and sometimes even the most altruistic intentions can become corruptible.

Coyote on Tunnel Mountain

In the myth The Coyote and the Spying Moon  he is portrayed as a trickster god who stepped forward to be the moon in the sky to assist  people in order to work late into the evening.

It soon became evident that the  coyote was not doing this out of the goodness of his heart.  But instead was causing mischief on  his friends below by tattling on their deceptions and  spying on the women bathing at night.

It was after that final discovery  of his spying the people decided that he could no longer be the moon and  was taken down from the sky.

But the coyote one day being a flirty devil attempted to impress the ladies by juggling his eyes up high in the air. One day he threw one of his eyes so high, it got stuck in the sky and became the star Arcturus. So even now legend claims he is still keeping one eye on us all.

As I was in a deep slumber early the other morning I thought  heard laughter and thought, “Wow! It’s 5:30 in the morning our neighbors like to party.”

As I began to awake a little more it was clear that it was not laughter but the sound of coyotes across the street. It sounded like they had caught their morning feast as they howled and snarled in the cold wind.

“Honey! Do you hear that?”

My husband rolled over, “What?”

“That noise.”

“Oh! It’s geese!”

“Geese! It’s not geese! It is coyotes!”

“Birds. Dear. Just birds. Go back to bed.”

I rolled over and attempted to go back to sleep.  “Yes. Honey. Geese in -15 Celsius weather. Yes. Dear.”

I believe at that moment the coyote was being a devious trickster that had cast its magical spell on my sleeping husband.  As I walked the kids to school that morning we could hear the coyotes chatting in the distance.

My kids moved a little closer to me as the noise grew louder!

“Do you think they are looking at us for breakfast?”

“No. You are too sweet. But just to be on the safe side if you see one in the school playground back away slowly, put your hands up high to appear bigger, go inside, and find a supervisor.”

Just as the myth states the coyote is always watching and people have to be on the lookout for what could be right before our eyes in this city landscape.  You never know what devious tricks they could be up too and cause harm within the blink of an eye.  Coyotes are sly, they can  blend in the snow, and you never know when they could be watching you with their eye in the sky.

Do you have a favorite mythological animal or character? What lessons have you learned from their great myths?

My Reading Chair

I have always dreamed of having a big comfy chair by the fire and curling up in it with a good book. In almost every house we have owned we could not afford a big comfy chair or it lacked a fire-place. All of that changed with the move to our new house.

We moved in over two weeks ago and the corner by the fireplace looked  lonely. It was that moment I knew what was needed to make it better!  It would be my reading chair!

Over the weekend I dragged my family to furniture clearance sales until I found the perfect  one for me.

My husband looked at it, “Are you sure?”

“Yes!”

“But it’s cream?”

“So!?”

“The dog. The Kids. You. Need I say more?”

“We can scotch guard it?”

“Does scotch guard protect from red wine?”

I gulped and told a little white lie, “Yes! And it will be my chair so no one is allowed on it!”

We have had my reading chair for a full three days. In that time the children have jumped on it to play their DS games, the dog  has taken many gaseous naps, and my husband lounges on it with his trusted Blackberry. I  have decided to place a reserve sign on it to ensure many late evenings of silence with a glass of scotch and a good book to get through the cold winter nights.

Do you have a favorite chair in your home?

Questions I Will Say Yes To

I suspect I may have come off harsh in my last Post and may have sounded like Mrs. No! But I want everyone to know that I am prone to saying yes too! It is the simple act of saying Yes that can bring joy or sadness to my children depending on their question of the moment.

So I have compiled my simple list of Yes Questions to prove that I don’t always say No!

Do you ever seize the opportunity and say Yes?

Clues that I am Home for the Night

After a treacherous errand run on the slick and freezing roads I vowed not to drive for the rest of the day.

My son came home from school, “Mom, Can I go to my friend’s house.”

My simple response was, “No.”

“But. why?”

“Did you not see the car that ran into the tree? Or the other car that fish tailed onto the curb?”

“That is why?”

“But. Mom!”

“No Buts. We are in for the night!”

It was by this time I realized that I failed to teach my children  the  visible signs that we are in for the night. So I made this special list  to save them from dashed hopes with the event they expect me to drive them somewhere in a middle of a snow storm.

So it is this random list of clues that would indicate to my children that we are not going anywhere for the rest of the night. If they are lucky we might  order pizza delivery!

What random  clues do you  display when you are in for the night?

My Mom’s Baked Beans

As the snow gently falls outside it makes me crave those special foods that my Mom made when I was a kid. It was always after  an afternoon of snow fort building, sledding, and a little cross-country skiing that I would run into the house starved for supper. I knew the moment I opened the door and caught the smell of baked beans in the oven that I couldn’t wait one more minute to dine with my family.

It is this simple recipe that I now make for my kids! We enjoy it when the air is cold, the snow has fallen, and take comfort in its warmth. It is  the warmth my Mother once filled me with after time spent playing in a winter wonderland.

What is your favorite family recipe on a cold winter’s day?