First, it was an Ember day. Each week of her life she matures and grows and learns and is more of a pleasure to be with. Her 2-year-oldness is decreasing. She’s learning self-control, slowly but it’s definitely there. I think her parents may say something different, but I see the difference probably because I am with her only two days a week. We had a really good day being together.
Tonight after supper I took a walk across the creek and up into the cemetery. As I made the turn down at the end near Stewart’s, I saw a red fox sitting on the stone fence leading back up to the older part of the cemetery. She was beautiful but looking worriedly at me and then over her shoulder. I made my usual turn to go around the newer section of the cemetery and then back up. She was still on the stone fence, and as I walked up the incline, she jumped down, barked and yapped at me a few times and took off into the woods. When I reached where she had been and took a look over the fence, I saw three kits. They continued to play on top of the dirt pile leading to their hole and looked at me with curiosity but no fear. They cocked their heads when I spoke and were very attentive. I didn't stay long knowing that momma fox was around, and she would be very nervous.
Tonight after supper I took a walk across the creek and up into the cemetery. As I made the turn down at the end near Stewart’s, I saw a red fox sitting on the stone fence leading back up to the older part of the cemetery. She was beautiful but looking worriedly at me and then over her shoulder. I made my usual turn to go around the newer section of the cemetery and then back up. She was still on the stone fence, and as I walked up the incline, she jumped down, barked and yapped at me a few times and took off into the woods. When I reached where she had been and took a look over the fence, I saw three kits. They continued to play on top of the dirt pile leading to their hole and looked at me with curiosity but no fear. They cocked their heads when I spoke and were very attentive. I didn't stay long knowing that momma fox was around, and she would be very nervous.
This is the last time I take my walk without a camera. I say that all the time because most times when I walk, I see a couple of deer. They’re used to me now and don’t run away from me.
This part of New York State has lovely stone fences. The type that people associate more with New England. The Catskills has got New England beat threefold. I am still startled to know that I own a few of them. I can walk our land and see these property delineations and touch them, walk over them and sit on them. They’re mystical to me because the ones on our property are back in the woods, staking out property lines from a couple of hundred years ago, and nobody can see them.
When you ride the roads of Greene County, though, they are everywhere and easily seen from the road. The Catskills are rocky mountains. Before anybody could farm, they had to clear future fields of all the rock and stones.. and there were tens of thousands of them.. and they were used for the beautiful stone fences.
Speaking of animals, the feral kittens are very bold. One in particular is always crawling out of the bin. Tonight she was out, crawling around and mewing at the top of her little lungs. Momma cat came bounding over the grass and up on the terrace, picked her up and lugged her back home.. a matter of a few feet, but the kitty, whom I've named Spunky because she certainly is, was protesting and struggling, so it was not an easy task. The boldest one is pictured immediately below. She and the second most bold kitten are at the second picture down.
Speaking of animals, the feral kittens are very bold. One in particular is always crawling out of the bin. Tonight she was out, crawling around and mewing at the top of her little lungs. Momma cat came bounding over the grass and up on the terrace, picked her up and lugged her back home.. a matter of a few feet, but the kitty, whom I've named Spunky because she certainly is, was protesting and struggling, so it was not an easy task. The boldest one is pictured immediately below. She and the second most bold kitten are at the second picture down.
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