Fox
It was a joyous afternoon. The company I work for has been talking about a golf tournament for about three weeks, but I declined, expecting that I would be too busy. Even this morning, when they were filling spots for people who had cancelled, I said "no." Last minute (literally) I decided to go, and had a good time golfing: fresh air, country side, gorgeous day... foxes. We were on the third hole when I saw a fox run across the green from 300 yards away. I thought that was intersting. When I got within 30 yards of the hole, the same fox walked out of the woods and walked the fairway not ten feet from me. Better yet. When I reached the seventh tee, there was a group of four kits (baby foxes), spring pups, mostly grown, playing in the march just off the tee box. I must have spent half an hour watching the yearling foxes play, and wished for nothing else like I wished I could join them.
2 Comments:
sounds like a perfectly pastoral day ^_^
It was really good. Relaxing. :)
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