Friday, July 10, 2009
Riding my bike along a path in an historic park near my home brought me within site of the gray fox shown in the photos above. At first it looked like a large cat pondering something interesting in the ground at the edge of the cornfield. Then as my bike took me closer and before the animal noticed I was on a path that would cause us to meet, I stopped to photograph what I soon recognized as a wild fox.
My front bike wheel flipped to the side just as I snapped the last picture before the fox hurried into the shelter of the corn creating enough blur that the photo is foggy. A short time later and across another field we saw a fox in the distance, perhaps its' mate?
I have not seen for months my fox that I wrote about a long time ago when we first moved in to the new house. After the first winter living here I did see a dead fox along the highway a mile from the house and I am afraid that our gray fox met with one of those frightening hunks of metal on wheels.
I am hoping this fall that a new fellow ready to leave his family, takes up residence in my neck of the woods once again.