When I awoke this morning, the first thing I heard was the cheerful cheeping of a sparrow. It took me right back to my childhood when the dawn chorus was a wondrous thing, a veritable symphony, beginning with a blackbird, which harmonised with thrushes, sparrows, robins, starlings, chaffinches in a surge of sound which, in springtime, seemed to originate in the depths of the countryside and radiate out all the way to the city.
Here is a better photo of the fox with the mangy tail, taken this morning.
2 comments:
I wish our foxes would pose in daylight!
Look at that poor creature's red raw tail. No wonder it comes out in daylight. It must be desperate.
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