We have a quarter of a moon right now…casting moonshadows through clouds scudding across the dark glittering surface called Sky
The fox kit looks very grown…the night camera caught him alert and watchful—listening in the quiet crisp air–he or she is very beautiful, I do believe
As the clouds crossed the moon he slunk away
Joined by his Mom…or a mate, I am not sure. (the tiny dots of lights are over the hill from us—are houses.)
Stillness clung to the earth as the sun started to rise
The day has begun
Still a little gift…while loading firewood the buck who likes to live behind the Tilehouse lifted himself up out of the canal just a few feet away from me traveling quickly down the corral road and into the back corn field.
Thankfully I was there and got to see him.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,