Welcome once again to Marmee Monday!
All you animal lovers will understand me when I say this, My Marmee is always with me. No matter where I go, she is never more than a thought away.
I was heading for home when all of a sudden there he was, a young red fox trotting right up the hill toward me!
Then, as if remembering his mother’s lessons about 2-footeds, he began to shift, sniffing along the ground…
He looked up at me again one more time, my oh my…
And then off into the woods he went. Disappearing instantly like some phantom, like all the wild things do, without a sound.
I froze where I stood, barely breathing. She sat down again. Motionless, as if she just wanted to catch a glimpse of Brother Fox to know that everything was okay.
I never like to linger too long around the wild ones, especially on our busy summer roadways. I also wanted these two siblings to be reunited, so I was glad when I heard someone approaching on foot with a dog. Sister Fox sniffed the air in their direction…
And with a quick turn quietly slipped into the tall marsh grass. It made me think of the baseball players in Field of Dreams. There one moment, and then poof! Gone.
I’d been holding my breath for what seemed like forever, trying to keep my heart – and hands – steady enough to get a few photos.
And all the way home, all I kept thinking about was how much those foxes reminded me of my Marmee.
And you’ll have to admit, she really IS a fox… Isn’t she?
Thank for visiting us on Marmee Monday, ’til next time!