So I sit at my desk in the morning and make the day’s list, then I get going, one thing after another, a train on its tracks.
Like the little fox who used to play in the backyard right in front of my window, the interruptions are life too.
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We had a fox family living under our deck about two years ago. One morning at breakfast, I spotted the mother with three little ones outside the window and tried to quick get a photo (through the screen) before they ran off. Here’s the photo in my media library:
http://dpw67.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/photo_img_1651_fox_family.jpg
Oh wow, Doug, that is amazing. I feel like foxes are magical beings. Thanks for including the photo.
You know, I’ve never seen a fox in the flesh, just pics. I love these candid shots you both put up 🙂 And yes, the interruptions are life, too!
Donna, I saw a white one in Provincetown recently–just came right up beside me. I know they can be dangerous, but I like to think of it as good luck.
https://cynthianewberrymartin.files.wordpress.com/2015/03/img_1485.jpg
wow…I guess as long as you don’t try to pet it or feed it maybe it wouldn’t attack?
Donna, I don’t know. I was ready to run even as I was digging for my phone to take a photo!
well, I’m glad you didn’t drop the phone! lol
And so often the interruptions are the best, truest moments.
So true! C.S. Lews wrote, “Interruptions are life.”