Monday, March 19, 2007
Poetry In Motion
Yesterday, this beautiful Red Fox was hunting our "Bobolink Farm" fields in the rosy glow of early light. We watched it meander on the frozen surface, then lift its leg to pee, revealing it was a male fox. He ran across the fields then slowed and alertly cock his head to one side, listening. He reared up, levitating above the snow, then pounced, with full body force on front paws, pinning a vole. He grabbed his fat, furry prize and shook the vole, then trotted off into the woods carrying it in his mouth.
How privledged we felt to watch this magnificent animal going about his serious business of survival. We also felt a sense of pride that our careful maintaining of the meadows provided vole habitat and escape from hunger for this canine, at least for another day.
Photographed through the window with my Canon 1D Mark II camera with Canon 300 MM IS lens and 1.4 teleconverter, hand held. Fox was 300 ft. away.
Photos © Lillian Stokes, 2007