As evening draws in close around and the campfire gently kisses the wood to heat, Coyote sings to the moon. All is quite. Just the creaking and crackling of fire consuming wood and the occasional night bird call are the only sounds. A distant howl answers the first and the music begins. After a time, you pull out your flute and join the chorus. Deep peace played softly to the soul.

Made from African Blackwood with silver stars glittering the surface of the flute. The Crescent moon inlaid in Re-purposed Estate Ivory (or ivory substitute if you prefer)is chased in fine silver. Carved from exotic Balata Burl, Coyote howls from his mountain home to the moon.