Day 97 of 365: Foxy!!

Matt got a text from Daz this morning just before 7 telling him to look out the window. He woke me up and we both peered through the bedroom window to see a smooth, white blanket of freshly-fallen snow!! I decided then that I would go for a walk later to get a nice photo of the first proper snow since I have arrived.

I went down into Wordsley shortly after 2pm and on the return I noticed a ginger-coloured animal on someone's gated drive. At first I thought it was a big cat, but then I realized a cat wouldn't stand so tall, and it certainly couldn't be a dog. Upon closer review I determined it was a fox! Just mooching in broad daylight - squeee! So I whip out my camera just in time for him to snub me and walk away.

So I did what any AmiNal-crazed amateur photographer would do.


I followed it until he stopped to glare at me from another drive. Apparently he's not too used to crazy American animal paparazzi. He managed to avert me, however, by jumping through the hedge to the next drive.

Day 28 of 365: Walk This Way

I've been practicing a little every day to make sure I don't trip and fall Saturday. You can't even see them under my dress, which is a shame because I love the look. The original ankle straps that were on the shoes when I bought them were uncomfortable, so they have been replaced by ribbon instead. I just hope the ground isn't too soft when we go to take photos at the Priory ruins.


Oh, and it started to snow tonight just after 5pm. I've barricaded myself in the front room of the flat with the heater. It's 34 degrees at the moment and I'm avoiding opening the door to the front room for fear I will turn into an icicle. I suppose this isn't really cold for England, but having just spent the past 2 years in North Carolina, it's cold for me.




Anyone wanna make me an afghan blanket?