Showing posts with label fox. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fox. Show all posts

Saturday, April 20, 2013

Catching Up

The last week has been a whirlwind of craziness.  For some unknown reason, walking became almost impossible for several days last week.  Tests came back undetermined and almost as quickly as the problem came on, it left.  I got out for a bit this afternoon however walking is still a bit stiff but I figure the best thing is to keep moving.

The birds are really coming in now which makes for great fun.  One of my favorites, the Great Crested Flycatcher has been hanging around the yard over the last week.  It is very receptive to responding to imitations of its call.

The Blue Grosbeaks are in adding another blue to the landscape.  Good to have them back.















Nest building is in high gear.  This female Common Yellowthroat brought in many a piece of small grass building her nest.  The Cowbirds are busy too scoping out and watching who is building what.











As I was quietly walking down the path, a fox walked out of the wooded area.  We both stopped looking at each other.  Always a thrill to have a close encounter.





 


Monday, November 26, 2012

The Curious Fox

Today was one of those exceptional birding days where you get fantastic shots.  To top it off, the weather was outstanding.  Tomorrow is suppose to be overcast with another cold front moving through so I made the most of today.

With so many wonderful shots, it is going to take me a while to go though them.  So what do I post instead?  A fox.  The fox has been spotted in this particular location on several occasions.  It is unreachable by human foot traffic (unless you brave the briars and/or water) so the fox feels safe to relax and enjoy the sun on a soft bed of grass.

Sunday, July 1, 2012

A Vegetarian Fox?

I was about a quarter way down the back bridge at the park this morning, looking more over the sides for the fawn than forward when I stopped and the fox stopped. Standoff.

I wasn't surprised to see the fox but what did surprise me was what it was carrying in its mouth.









It was obvious that the fox wanted to cross the bridge and I felt badly as I suspect it had young ones on the other side.  It timidly started forward then stopped.  I couldn't decide on whether to turn around or not but figured it would not cross even if I backtracked.



After at least 30 seconds of us facing off, it eventually turned and headed off.