Ideas from my sketchbook…
I love watching hares. It does not happen very often, but it does it is magic, their movement and speed are captivating, and I guess it is the same with any wild animal that you happen across.
Recently while I was at work, I noticed a young fox through the window, we all stood there transfixed as an older bigger fox came trotting up and seemed to shoo the younger one away, it was as if the old fox was saying ‘now come on, its time you went and found your own patch’. The young fox seemed reluctant to move off, but the old fox followedit until it was satisfied that it was on its way. Then the older fox slowly turned back to return to its den, but not without stopping now again and lookingover its shoulder to make sure the young one was gone. It felt as if we had witnessed a rite of passage in the young foxes life. Very special.
My brother has badgers that regularly visit his garden, but he sees this a more of a mixed blessing, especially when they start to dig up his new flower bed.