Keeping Cool

I was just too slow with the camera to catch the fox that came almost to the window then went through the gap into the garden next door and, in doing so, passed within millimetres of Hazel sleeping in the undergrowth, then returned a short time later. Neither seemed perturbed by the presence of the other.

So we have another frog basking in the pond. Or maybe eating tadpoles. (I make no connection with frogs, Princes, or any royal events of the day, entertaining though they were).