A whiff of Smoke
Hay bales were hazy squares in the background, but I’d caught the coyote out in the open. He paused to look at me. The highlights, tones and shading of his coat were a blend of the field and hay bales that surrounded him. He was perfectly coloured for his environment. Seeing him there in that moment, I wasn’t surprised to later learn that the word camouflage comes from the French camouflet, meaning ‘a whiff of smoke in the face.’