I am maple; I am gorgeous.
Sadly, it seems that our fox has left us. I keep checking the backyard, but he hasn’t made an appearance this week.
On the other hand, our maple has been putting on quite the show. So, there’s that.
This week in writing, I’ve been going over the remaining Fridays in 2020, and I think, think, I have a story for each one. I spent this week/weekend working on images and editing and getting the first couple of stories for October posted.
This always takes longer than I think it will. Even so, I’m pleased with my progress and really pleased I can see a story for each upcoming Friday.
Way back in 2013/2014, we had a family of foxes that would visit from time to time, no doubt enjoying the all-you-can-eat buffet that is our backyard. (Woods on both sides and a pond straight back–lots of good eating.)
Then, they vanished.
Until yesterday. Yesterday, we had a fox in the backyard! He’s a gorgeous fellow (yes, I’m assuming here). The cell phone pic through the dirty window does not do him justice.
We’re wondering if he’s one of the kits from before, come to stake out some new territory. He’s skittish. There’s no sneaking out on the back deck without alerting him.
This morning, I caught him frolicking with a deer.
No, really. He was. Yes, I know. Pics or it didn’t happen. I wasn’t quick enough.
I don’t know if he’s just passing through or if he’ll stick around for a while. Either way, I can’t tell you how pleased I am that he’s here.
In actual writing news, I’ve been working on stories for the 2020 project. I’d like to get them all scheduled in the next couple of weeks. We’ll see if that actually happens. I’ve also been doing several admin type tasks that I should have completed earlier in the year, but you know, pandemic.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to sneak over to the window to see if there’s a fox in the backyard.
My foxes are back! I haven’t seen them all winter longer.
This makes me very happy.
I spent Sunday morning with the fox family in our backyard, by which I mean, I was up on the deck watching them. Seriously, I don’t know what’s in our lawn, but clearly it’s delicious.
One came back later in the day, near sunset, to frolic and chomp a few more delicacies, but it was too dark to snap a picture.