I was delighted to see this little fox in my garden early this morning. I’m not sure if she’s the same one who was a frequent visitor last summer, even venturing into the kitchen one evening, but I’ve been thinking about her, so I hope it is.

I’m not sure she was completely enthused by my presence, though. I interrupted her while she was looking into the pond for a tasty amphibian breakfast. Or perhaps she was just saying hello to her frog and newt friends. Who is to say?