Creatures of the not quite night and not quite day. Yesterday Dawn this possum was traversing the lawn at a high trot. If Facebook has told you to love them and leave them....well, feel free. On farms where there are horses and chickens they are much less revered.
So I warned Liz about keeping the barn door closed when she is not outside and all.
Then last night heading home from a bit of evening birding we spotted something sitting neatly by the side of the road right next to some friends' barn.
I couldn't believe it was a fox and not a cat....the lady who runs the farm wasn't twenty yards away, but I guess they couldn't see each other.
Must have been a pup.
It was playing with a turkey leg and began to push it around with its nose as we watched.
Eventually we had to pull away and it jumped into the culvert and peered up to watch us go. I prefer dawn to dusk, being every inch a morning person, but I love both times of changeover....from dark to light and bright to night.....
There is excitement out there in the twilight hours for those who are abroad to see.
