February 03, 2009
Foxed by the city
This bright, glittering snowy morning I watched a fiery-red urban fox grooming her fluffy coat in next door's back garden. She stood out clearly against the snow, completely unafraid. When she'd finished she leapt up onto the back wall and stepped daintily along from garden to garden then up onto the dilapidated snow-covered shed roofs a few houses along. It was like a gift: that rich red colour against the pure white snow, and that wild creature who had made her home in the city.
Posted by Angela at February 3, 2009 05:59 PM