Fox, Sparrow, Wood Pigeon

Thanks to Browning, I’m back in business with a replacement Strike Force Pro XD trail cam, so I’ve been catching up with the soap opera that is the wild side of our back garden.

As you can see, a male house sparrow has laid claim to the sparrow terrace nestbox, ousting the blue tits, who nested in hole 1 on the left last year. I love the puzzled expression on the blue tit’s face.

A persistent pigeon is waddling past the daffodils in pursuit of – he hopes – a mate.

Night visitors have included a cat and a vixen. I wonder if I’ll succeed in catching the cubs on camera this year?

Tennis Ball Fox Cache

Even without the trail cam, I can tell that the foxes are back. I found these two tennis balls cached at the edge of my wild flower bed down by the compost bins this morning.

Night Fox

fox

Caught on my Browning ProXD trail cam last night at 11.30 pm, this fox slinks into view on the path by the veg beds, pauses briefly to take a look at the camera and at something at the opposite side of the garden, then it trots off towards the crab apple.

Fox Cam

Fox cam still

The last time we caught the fox on the trail cam was at 10.30, two nights ago, in the back garden.

sketches from last night's trail cam footage
Sketches from last night’s trail cam footage.

Last night it didn’t show but wood pigeon, magpie and Boris, a neighbour’s cat, triggered it between six and eight this morning.

fox scat and pigeon feathers

Apparently all the action was in our front garden. This morning a cluster of wood pigeon breast feathers and a pile of fox scats were all the evidence left by whatever drama took place under the rowan tree between dusk and dawn.

Slightly Foxed

fox animated gif

My thanks to Tielmanc for his step-by-step tutorial Animate Your Existing Characters | Keyframes Tutorial, which popped up in a Clip Studio Paint e-mail yesterday. He makes the point that you don’t need to redraw a character to animate it, just carefully break up your drawing into component parts and fill in the missing areas.

His example was a farmer dog, so I’ve gone for this cartoon I drew of the fox that visits our garden.

Now that I’m not completely foxed about the principles involved, I can go on to something more ambitious.

Link

Animate Your Existing Characters | Keyframes Tutorial

The Foxes’ Ball

anxious fox
cartoon fox

They brought us:

  • one pink-and-yellow cricket practice ball (which I must return to our neighbours’ spaniel, Rogue, two doors up the road)
  • three tennis ball in varying degrees of fluffiness and squishiness
  • two dead rats

In the veg beds they’ve flattened our seedling Musselburgh leeks, broken into the netting over our dwarf French beans and dug a series of small neat holes.

The fun and games didn’t stop with stolen tennis balls: they also dug up several of our ball-sized Sturton onions and stashed most of them at the bottom of the hedge but one was taken over to the middle of the path by the shed at the other side of the garden.

A single broad bean pod was neatly nipped off and left in the middle of the now flattened leek bed.

cartoon fox

Pocket-sized Sketchbook

meadow
This meadow at the bottom of Hostingley Lane, Middlestown, was mainly mud by the end of a long, wet winter.

I usually say that May is my favourite month but cold weather has delayed blossom, birds and butterflies to such an extent that this year June is feeling as fresh as May, even though we’re not just nine days from midsummer.

Last page in my previous sketchbook, a seawhite A6 hardback.
salvia
Bumblebee on salvia. First sketch in my new Hahneműhle sketchbook.

I’m trying to focus on natural history this summer and to try and keep my main sketchbook – an 8×8 inch square spiral bound Amelie watercolour paper Pink Pig – as a nature journal but I do need a pocket-sized sketchbook for when we’re dashing about on errands, so this morning I started an A6 landscape Hahneműhle Watercolour book which is a sturdily bound hardback, so it slips into my little art bag more easily than a spiral bound version would.

There isn’t a handy bench in the library garden, so I’m trying a new pocket-sized (if you’ve got an extra-large pocket, that is) folding foam mat. It’s never going to replace my folding chair for comfort but it will just about do for ten minutes sitting on the concrete paving slabs, resting my back against one of the raised beds.

Fox Scat

It was a plastic plant label from our Musselborough leeks left lying in the middle of the back lawn that made me suspect that we’d had a fox in the garden. What else would take such an interest in a plant label?

Today we’ve got conclusive evidence of its presence with a dark, curled fox scat that has appeared overnight in the corner of the lawn by the pond.

Over the past week or so we’ve noticed a few fresh scrapes – about teacup size – mainly in the veg beds but also in the wood chip path.

One morning two weeks ago, shortly after we’d laid down a thick layer of wood chip on the path by my little meadow area, we saw a magpie eating carrion. We found the remains of a brown rat – by then just the vertebra were left, picked clean by the magpie – and we now think that it’s likely that this had been cached by the fox.

New Class at the Woodland School

Woodland School
Summer is over, it's turning cool,
It's time to go back to the Woodland School . . .
Owl seems to be sleeping, but I've a hunch,
He's dreaming of Dormouse for his lunch.
Just one missing, and that's the Mole,
Whoa! Here he comes now, popping up from his hole!
Woodland School greetings

A birthday card for Florence (she’s the one in the woolly hat).

Fox

fox 1987
I drew this fox as a rough for my children’s picture book Deep in the Wood in 1987. I prefer this pencil on layout paper version to the pen and watercolour of the finished illustration. Construction lines always add some animation to a drawing. There’s an extra-heavy outline where I traced out the image onto the watercolour paper that I used for my final artwork. I rubbed pencil over the back of the layout paper.

Deep in the Wood is about animal senses and this fox appears towards the end of the story to illustrate the sense of smell. It’s pausing to take in the scents of shrew, humans and blackberries that are wafting through the wood in the evening.