Coyote Hat

Sharp as a mesquite thorn and twice as tough, el coyote doesn’t ask for a seat at the table. It just sneaks in, swipes your green chile enchiladas, and it’s gone before you even notice. It sings to the moon, runs with the ghosts, and lives where just about nothin’ else can. But that’s just life out in the desert, minus the enchiladas of course–we made that part up.