A peaceful morning of planting and watering in the garden is brightened by baby foxesEarly morning, sleep elusive. At the plot to feed and water. A magpie and a crow are screaming into a corner I can’t see. And then there they are: two young foxes. They appear impervious to me and the bird rage. Playful, even joyous. Not at all shy. Mostly, if anything, curious.I watch them roll around, do small theatrical dives. Trot around the back of the plot, scoot along the allotment edges. One appears the more fearless. Continue reading…
Source : theguardian.com
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