Darenth Fox

I walked the footpath from home down to the River Darenth – cold, blue sky, low bright sun and frost lifting in the late morning.  Not much about until a dog fox (I think, since he appeared large) trotted the path in front of me.  He worked a wet pasture half-heartedly and only looked up when I closed the stile too sharply, and then disappeared into the woodland by the river.  Scolding magpies kept an eye. I carried on, stodged about close to the river and found little but on my return I found him curled in the field edge enjoying the sun.  With the river behind he only had to keep watch to the front; he seemed to know he was on safe ground.  I will look for him again.


Snoozing fox on a warm day.

Published by Steve Parr

Professional ecologist and amateur photographer. Love to travel and explore.

One thought on “Darenth Fox

  1. Could picture it in my mind as you followed the dog fox. good descriptive text. Can’t wait for your next blog.

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