I shot down to Silver Creek this morning with nothing really in mind other than looking for an image or two. It was pretty cold. Around 6 degrees at sunrise. There are a bunch of Trumpeter Swans on the Creek at the moment and I watched a coyote stalk abot two dozen of them near what I refer to as the East Oxbow. The coyote was pretty sly as it walked along the bank of Silver Creek and acted as though the Swans were not there. The thing was though, that it paced back and forth. The coyote just didn't make eye contact with its quarry. It was not, however, going to jump in the water and swim after a meal... I never did see the coyote catch a prize.