RA aside, a busy day ahead. Even though pain woke me up at 3am and wouldn't let go until about 5. My neighbors photographed a pair of beautiful red foxes in their yard around supper time and I heard them calling to each other around 4am. A plaintive, sad kind of wail. I google'd fox cries to verify that indeed it was them, to find that the specific cry I heard is called a "Vixen's Cry." It used to be thought that only females made it to attract mates, but since it's been learned that both genders use the cry to find each other. Once I read that I thought it was more cute than scary. I could imagine them tromping around the swamp under a full moon saying "Where are you, darling?" They are robust and healthy foxes, and since they eat vermin, they are more than welcome here!
Coffeeee! I am dropping off old towels for the Northeast Animal Shelter this morning, and then will visit my special place to see what slides and cabinets are there, and if it is worth snagging the collection. Then off for the four month follow up appointment with Dr. Whitmore this afternoon. At least it is a gorgeous day, my car's top will be down. Tonight I am taking one of my weekend students to the MFA in Boston, which will be a blast. Her reactions to things always surprise me and make me laugh. I plan to be really hurting by then, so if I am not, it will be a bonus. Onward!!
Quick non-narcissistic image of a fox quilt, pulled from Pinterest -- artist Kelly Davis, maybe? Hard to tell. Cheers.