Someone has careless left an unattended egg in the garden . Fortunately the egg police ( fox ) were on hand to clear the hazard.
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THE HIDE – BLACKCAP
THURSDAY 18TH APRIL 2023 What a difference a few days makes. Another day here at the Meadow Hide and for once I’m bathed in lovely bright sunshine and a clear blue sky. There is still a nip in the air , it may be sunny but it’s definitely not quite tee-shirt weather yet , however…
WILDLIFE – BUZZARD
The Buzzard – Buteo buteo By Graham Stewart The Buzzard is now the most common and widespread of all the birds of prey in the UK despite the high mortality rate of its young Diet: Being a slow flier the Buzzard does most of its hunting from a perch in a tree where it sits…
REVIEW- CANON RS-80N3 REMOTE SWITCH
RS-80N3 REMOTE SWITCH ❤️❤️❤️❤️ Here’s another personal favourite and kit bag staple , the Canon RS-80N3 cabled remote switch. It comes with an 80cm fixed cable. The N3 connector is compatible with a number Canon bodies including my personal choice the mirrorless Canon R5 , The link at the bottom of this review has a…
Great summary of the life and times of the fox. You don’t mention the nocturnal screams, which I believe are most common in the (winter) breeding season. Have you noticed how often in TV dramas someone opens their front door and it’s dark outside…and to make us believe this really is being filmed on location at midnight or 1am, rather than in a nice cosy studio with the lights turned off, the silence is shattered by a screaming fox? Makes a change from hooting owls, I suppose, but still an example of lazy film-making in my opinion, particularly as this is just as likely to happen in dramas set in July as it is in those happening in January!
Many, many years ago I was working in central Leicester, just metres outside the inner ring road. I’d had an early call off-site and was returning to the office around 11am on a fine sunny day, only to spot a fine looking fox on the other side of the road. What alerted me to his presence was the clickety-click-click-click of his claws on the pavement as he sprinted towards who-knows-where. That must have happened at least a quarter of a century ago, and I still remember it like it was yesterday!
Thank you for your uplifting and informative post.
Thanks for the kind comments, we have more than our fair share of fox late night calls, from barks to screams and everything in between. Goes with the territory I guess.