The alfalfa field is one of my favorite places on earth. I like to walk the length of it and look for crow feathers. For a while, a den with coyote pups was under the brush. I took dry dog food out to them each day. The coyotes didn't like me to get too close, but they loved the food I left behind. The pups grew and I saw them come and go in the evenings. One evening they left and never returned. If I had known I was seeing them for the last time, I would have appreciated them a little more that day.