Fox

When I went out on Saturday morning, before going to Pennard Cliffs, I walked past an overgrown field about a mile from my house, and glanced through a gap in the hedge to my right. I was delighted to see, about fifty yards away on the right edge of the field, at least three foxes frolicking just in front of a large stand of Japanese Knotweed. At least two of the foxes were clearly cubs, although it was difficult to see clearly what was happening with long grasses obscuring my view. I watched for a while, semi-hidden from view, before the adult fox led the youngsters off towards the far end of the field. Once I was convinced they were not going to return, I emerged from my hiding place and went over to where they had been. There were large areas of flattened grass where the foxes had been loafing around, and several tunnels and paths leading into the dense undergrowth. I guessed I had probably stumbled upon a foxes' den.

Anyway, I visited the area again last night, to see if there was any sign of fox activity. After a few minutes' wait, an adult fox emerged from the long grass and began walking towards me, before coming to rest about thirty yards from me. It sat still for three or four minutes, enabling me to poke my lens through the foliage to get these two shots:

I'm going to head back there this evening to see what I can see. Fingers crossed!