Archive for January 12th, 2019
A Red Fox came trotting around the garden on the day before Christmas, then nosed up to the back of the house:
Presumably, it was in search of a snack. We wish it good hunting.
A few hours later, the fox walked quickly across the back yard with half a dozen turkey toms close behind, perhaps urging it away from their hens. Everybody remained calm and collected, knowing their roles in this particular play.