Morning view from garden:
And even the neighbours have been seduced by it and dragged out the summer garden gear:
Yesterday evening, we had a visit from a fox. It sniffed all round the garden, grubbing up tasty morsels, and gradually made its way round to the front of the house:
Eventually, it hopped up onto the porch and had a good root around, as I watched from the hallway:
I took a bit of Jack's tucker out and clucked aloud. It came from the midst of the blackcurrant bushes and waltzed straight over to me, keeping about two meters between us as it watched me scoop nosh onto the grass for it. I went into the house and it immediately set-to, scoffing the lot in no time. I like to think it's the one I was feeding in the cold depths of the previous winter when I was here. Then, there was a young fox I fed on a daily basis. Given this one showed virtually no fear of me or my presence, I can't help but wonder.....