Sometimes, you just happen to be in the right place at the right time to catch something that would have simply passed you by…
Last night was such a moment, I’d randomly popped outside to check my middle rope (as you do) and had paused at the back door to admire the stars, it was a lovely clear sky, despite a low layer of smoke which hugged the ground.
At the back of my moorings is a large pond like puddle, frequented by friendly ducks and chatty geese… Though upon the night in question the geese had slipped off for their evening swim.
Before heading back inside the ducks gathered upon the pond became rather vocal, with some urgent quacking and flapping, which caught my attention.
The cause of which turned out to be a rather magnificent fox, happily strolling down the footpath. He paused to inspect the nearby bin and cast a wary eye over in my direction. I paused, watching, admiring. Yet it was clearly of no interest to him as he trotted behind the thick bushes towards the bridge.
Still something, I felt, insisted that I paused longer and a moment later, Mr Fox reappeared right where I feed my birds… had a good long snuffle around for anything of interest before trotting right by my pontoon, mere feet away, just so casually taking in the nights air.
I continued to watch until he had gone right up to the far car park and vanished into the darkness beyond …
I was left wondering how many times this magnificent beastie popped by on his evening stroll and I was too wrapped up starring at a little glowing screen to notice the wildlife at my own back door!?
Anne Harrison 12.01.18