The magic of foxes

Masters of adaptation.

It’s late at night. I’m nearly asleep, but a sudden bright light brings me back.

It’s the security light on the wall outside, triggered by an old friend, Vulpes vulpes.

The fox.

I’ve made it a habit to jump out of bed as soon as the light switches on to try and snatch a glimpse of this graceful nocturnal mammal before it slinks off into the darkness again…