Essex lion is back!
Around the end of August I photographed an
Essex Lion in the neighborhood. I'd been noticing him for a long time, sometimes in my yard and sometimes along my daily walks. He seemed to cover the same territory that I do.
Immediately after that, I stopped seeing him. I was afraid he might have gotten nabbed by a bigger predator or by the dogcatcher, and I halfway missed him. Felt like I might have jinxed his presence somehow by publishing his monstrous and frightening image.
Today he's back, and I'm glad.

Overall, this week has been sort of like playing last week's country record backwards. All the things I was worrying about have been reversed, repaired or reconciled.
Hmm... Looking at the beast's belly and thinking about a two-month absence from wandering. Maybe this is an Essex Lioness, and maybe she spent those two months bearing and nursing a pack of Essex Cubs.