Sometimes the wildlife photographer's lot is a frustrating one. After the constant seesaw of rain and sunshine all the work week, this morning dawned bright and clear But where are the foxes?
Sightings are rather uneven right now. Young male foxes from the year's litters are travelling away from their parents, seeking territories of their own, and run the risk of cars and unfriendly neighbourhoods. Even the established male foxes don't seem very bold; the Silver Dogfox has now returned, after an absence of a fortnight, but he is carrying an ear injury. And yesterday was Guy Fawkes Night, and the traditional aspects of the day seem to be increasingly giving way to nothing but fireworks The impact of firework noise on foxes isn't easy to quantify, but they certainly terrify many pets and dogs, and I would hope that everyone who wants to use fireworks tries to buy the quietest ones possible. After all, it's the explosion and colour which are the attractions, not the noise
All in all, I thought I was going to have a completely fox-less morning, but on my way back down the lane, a lithe little form far in the distance caught my eye
The pony took no notice as the fox trotted by.
Other creatures are more active. Squirrels are rushing down the branches seeking nuts to cache, and small birds are chattering from the treetops...and the ground! This is a pied wagtail.
I haven't been out for a walk today, but even from my window I can see that the weather is continuing to do interesting things out there This was the view at 7:45am!
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I don't find identification of waders very easy, as a rule. Many species only have subtly different markings, especially in the winter. But there are some exceptions - not least the handsome woodcock that I saw here in the North Downs yesterday. On Friday, I was down by the south coast and saw two more highly distinctive species
Lapwing
Curlew
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I'm currently rewriting my entire website. As part of that process, I've amalgamated my various clips of foxes making loud calls into one video to put on the new site (which isn't online just yet).
It's strange to watch the older footage. The Chipped Vixen and the Sandy Dogfox are, for the most part, decidedly quiet individuals, and I hazily remember the days when the garden was being constantly serenaded by the diva of the wild herself: the Fringe Vixen
You aren't particularly inclined to take the camera outside!
Red sky in morning, shepherd's warning; or photographer's warning I guess, as the overly-pink sunrise swiftly mutated into a very blustery and wet day. I've even seen the odd flake of snow amongst the rain! The forecast for the next few days isn't really very promising either
But I do have a couple of pictures of the Bandit Fox I took these a few nights back. It was long after nightfall so I had to expose these for a full second Naturally, I lost a lot of pictures through him moving at inopportune moments.
Would you trust this face?
He was sitting on the mound at a curious slant, angled towards the ground rather than bolt upright.
It may have been some kind of submissive sitting pose. One-Eye was certainly roaming about; he even came into the garden while Bandit was still there, but there was no obvious confrontation between them. I wonder if Bandit, who is a relatively small dogfox, will still be tolerated as the breeding season draws nearer, though.
Lastly today: the trail camera's had varied experiences over the last month or so. And even if the badgers weren't very helpful, I caught a few other surprises! I hope you like this - it's probably the most varied trail cam video to date!