I mentioned earlier in the year that one of the lenses for our DSLR had broken so I hadn’t been using it much. My lovely husband surprised me shortly after that post with an equally lovely new lens. It is much better than the lens it replaces and I have spent a lot of time looking at it and sighing happily. I’ve also taken a few pictures with it, but none that really do justice to the lens.
At lunch time today I was sitting at the table and glanced into the garden to see a fox on our patio. Not only is it unusual to see one at that time of day but they don’t often come that close to the house either. Even more unusual was that I had the camera, with the new lens it, on right by me and didn’t have to get up to get it in which time said fox would surely have disappeared. My moving did startle him though, and he legged it to the shed roof. I managed to snap this before he jumped down into next door’s garden.
what an amazing photo! so cool.
WOW
Great shot Barbara. There have been some recent sightings of foxes here in Tasmania, which would be an ecological disaster if they managed to get established. It is lovely to see a fox in it’s proper home (England) rather than on car bumper stickers with a reward sign. xo Kim
Wow!! That’s a great shot! I haven’t seen a fox in years… maybe more likely now I’m out in Crieff…
Wow, a fox!
Also, what Mum said.
Wow – amazing photo! We had a fox living under our front porch last year, of all places. I haven’t seen her in ages though. Just the coyote.
Oh my goodness! He is looking right at you. Fabulous shot!
!!! Oh my goodness, he’s (she’s) so beautiful! What a great shot, and how serendipitous that you had your camera there. Foxes are so fascinating and lovely to me, though a friend pointed out that I might feel differently if I kept chickens.
Wow – that’s a great photo, really well taken.
Many years ago we had a fox visit our flat in Harrow some nights. Then one time it came round during the day barking its head off. We assumed it was looking for ‘her’ little ones, but that was only a guess. Perhaps it was actually trying to tell us that little Johnny had fallen down a well and wanted us to follow it?
We were so busy fetching my boy, so that he could see it (even though he was far too young to ever remember seeing it) that we forgot to find the camera. Ironic really because had we found the camera instead of my Son, he would now be able to see it and remember it!
We never saw the fox (or little Johnny) again after that day.
Am very jealous! Have never managed to catch one of them at the right end of my lens.