I saw/heard Mother Nature in action
the other day. I was getting ready to go to work
, and looked out our back window
- we're in a forest
y area, and there are usually squirrel
s in the back garden
. No squirrels that morning, but suddenly I saw a fox
run across the grass - I was really surprise
d, and called Jo in to see, but the fox had already gone. We smiled, and bask
ed in the glory
of Mother Nature.
When we left the house, we heard the fox bark, and then there was the sudden, umistakeable sound of a crow screeching in agonising pain. The screech suddenly stopped, cut off mid-voice, and all was quiet again. We stood there looking at each other, our smiles in pieces on the ground. Mother Nature, in all her fragile beauty...
Ah! What a cute widdle foxie-woxie!