Unearthing a life.....

It eventually seeped into my brain that I could have and should have posted a picture of Coyote's son along with the posting of the story. Here is Coyote's son ... pointed out by the red arrow. The arrow is pointed at the back of his head (he's in profile) and his face is nestled into a stone pillow and one shoulder is visible just below his head. This rock outcropping was about a quarter of a mile due north of the home I lived in during my grade school years ... and was one of our major 'playgrounds' ... snakes and all. As kids, we called these the Babyface Rocks. As an adult, I purloined them to create my story.