A fox wandered onto the trail as I was talking my walk today, about 10 or 15 yards ahead of me. Messy streaks of rufous and black. It shook himself of the wet it had gotten into (rain yesterday), then glimpsed me and scampered across the path, towards the abandoned house that I'd never noticed until the NO TRESPASSING signs went up. As I crossed the fox's track behind it, I caught a scent of something muddy.

posted: 2:08:02 PM