No matter how many times we venture out of the house, I try to remember to tell Jim to bring along his camera. However, whenever the camera is in the car, and we are riding along in the countryside, we see nothing unusual, worth stopping for to take a picture.
Yesterday, we were traveling the back roads in our home town. As we passed the protected area near the water reservoir, I reminded Jim of the Black Bear and her two cubs that we saw there a year ago. The group slowly crossed the road within a couple feet of our stopped car. Did we have a camera? No!
Yesterday, I said, “You know, we have seen Pheasant, bears, foxes and other wildlife on this road. You really should bring your camera whenever we go out.”
I can’t explain it, but for some reason, I knew that we were going to see something that morning, and my mind was leaning toward that something being a fox. Sometimes, having a sixth sense is unnerving.
We continued on our journey and I could not believe my eyes when, a mile away from my “thought,” there was the cutest little fox prancing across a field. My despair was great at not having a camera in the car!
At the very least, I have this beautiful red fox fixed in my mind’s eye forever. Somehow, it is a comfort to know that some of the wild creatures in this city are still surviving, probably due to a significant degree to the protected, wooded land around the reservoir.
With temperatures ready to soar into the 70s and 80s, spring is finally arriving in New Hampshire. The rhododendron is setting up buds, the Iris are poking through the soil, and the crocuses or “croci,” and the daffodils near the house are blooming in their glory.
Happy Spring!
Pat
