They were wrestling, playing hide and seek and ready for breakfast. I was lucky enough to get a few photographs! I spent the summer following them, crawling through the tall grass in the pasture and in the ditch to catch a glimpse and some photos. It was tough to do, with the wind blowing the tall grass and my dog tugging on my arm when her eyes fastened onto the foxes. Let's just say, my shots were blurry. I resorted to using a tripod, but still managed to miss several shots... tripods are so cumbersome.
This spring, I have been peeking out our bedroom window every morning and walking past the den most days, hoping, waiting and wishing that the mother will peek her head out of the den with little ones... but so far... boo hoo, no foxes. They had a rough summer. To our dismay, we found many dead foxes on the road and in the ditches... but maybe, with luck, some survived and will come back for a visit or an extended stay! With positive anticipation, maybe we will be fortunate to have some fox adventures this spring and summer!
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