A Wily Old Dog Fox

It was lovely and sunny today and I'd photographed a tiny ichneumon wasp with a scale insect in the same frame. That was to be my Blip until I took Jazzy for a walk down the field just before I left for M&S this evening. The sun was still catching the treetops and I got some nice shots of goldfinches and robins singing for spring.

I looked into disused glasshouse number thirteen, as I always do, and this fox was staring out at me. I wasn't set up for shooting into the gloom so my pic isn't very clear but its face looks male to me. It appears to have a few battle scars too or maybe it is a touch of mange? Love its foxy smile. :)