I tend to meet foxes more often than other wild animals.
This cub was sleeping at the edge of the forest; I sat down and waited. When he woke, he turned, bleary-eyed, to look in my direction before diving down the bank to his earth.
A marmot in full cry, one paw raised like an opera singer!
You will have to tell me what this one is!
This, on the other hand, is definitely a fish that has strayed onto the forest floor.
And I think this is a friendly fellow.
Whereas this creature just leaped out at me, in an off-hand way, as I passed . . .
this was a long, slow, satisfying kiss.
A family excursion.
Seen close enough, a moth spreading its antennae is a scary monster.
Finally, this fox was waiting for me when I stuck my camera through a hole in a hedge.
No photoshopping here; the blurred green frame is the foliage of the hedge.