Red Fox
Recently we visited the south-western corner of Germany with friends. The vineyards were spectacular, with great views and banks of poppies and other wild flowers amongst the rows of vines, and, to my delight, we discovered Bee-eaters, which I had never seen before, as they are rare in Germany. However, hiking with friends did not really allow me to spend the time I would need to get some reasonable shots of those colourful birds, so I decided to make time before dinner on our last evening and spend an hour chasing bee-eaters. As I turned a corner in the path, I saw an ownerless dog blocking my way further on. Since ownerless dogs can be tricky, I froze and quickly realised that the dog was actually a fox. We stared at each other and I was able to slowly raise my camera and take a number of shots.
I never did get close enough to the Bee-Eaters, but on my way back to the hotel, the fox and I met again in almost the same place. This time we were even closer, but, although the fox was even bigger in the frame, it is the photo of that initial meeting, which still catches my breath, with the bank of poppies, the vines and, of course, the fox.
Pete

