The fox returns.

So, it's official. Luke has seen THE FOX too. He's a good looking chap (the fox) with a bushy tail and a thick coat, he looks in the best of health and was right on the edge of the field with only a strip of bramble and a fence between him and our hens. This is where the hard work pays off. Luke made sure he embedded the chicken wire run far enough into the ground and then horizontally in a trough to make sure a fox could not dig under it to get at the birds. You can't underestimate the cunningness of the fox. Yesterday we also had a close encounter with the sparrowhawk. It swooped right down and perched not twenty feet away from us on the frame of the hammock. A beautiful bird.
Then today we woke to see half a dozen horses in the field too. They had been deposited there early in the morning by travellers. Luke chuckled watching one of them rolling happily in the dust before getting up, shaking the dust off and having a scratch against one of the trees. It's been a busy weekend!