The changeable weather, the annual territorial realignment of the local fox population , and – if I’m honest – a relative lack of time spent in the garden has resulted in a quiet week with the foxes. They still come through at night, when it’s quiet, but direct sightings have been relatively few. Not that I’m short of photos of foxes to post, but I try to keep this blog as a diary of sightings. I was pleased therefore to see Bully Boy pitch up this afternoon.
His name is becoming ever less related to his behaviour (he was all rough and tumble for the first few months of his life), and he spent his time today quietly exploring the garden. Here he is by the pond.
And here, standing by our patch of wild marjoram.
Lastly, taking a well earned rest.
Camera note: all shots taken with the Canon 7D and EF 24-105 F4L IS USM lens.