As I walked back from the shops early evening, down the track I kept an eye out for the foxes. I passed the garden that I thought they came from and there underneath a low hanging tree, just behind the wall was an adult fox, almost close enough to touch.
It watched me warily so I carried on back I home. I came back with my camera and as I expected it was gone.
This is where I saw the fox.
Wednesday, 6 July 2011
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