Around 7:00 this morning, I was way up in the back woods, reorganizing some wood I brought home to use in the stump-burning process.
I glanced up and over to my left for no reason. There stood the cutest little fox ... then poof, he was gone. I could not tell you which direction he ran. It was like he evaporated. That is twice that has happened now. I never see their exit because they are so fast. I stood there in total amazement with a smile on my face. I enjoy living out here so much.
